(Yummy!)
I-I-I-I think I'm running out of bars (num num num)
Glock with a beam like I'm shooting for the stars
We got Boring in the car and he be smoking a cigar
And we got Snack up in the back and he be playing a guitar
I-I-I-I think I'm recording this on vinyl
Back in time like I just opened up a time hole
Playing BTD the ranimon is final
Run up on my block and I'ma shoot 'chu in your spinal
Why you runnin', where you goin'
Found your grandpa's lyrics now I really get to flowin'
Iced out chain now my neck is really snowin'
And my 7-30-7 got a radar that be glowin'
Yeah this beat is super prehistoric
Run up on your block and I'm not being metaphoric
Might just leave some space so I don't seem too categoric
Why you sellin' laxative if it's only hydrochloric
I forgot to get some features
On this by myself I guess I'm following procedures
I bought a used Integra then turned it to a sleeper
'Cause it's cheaper, it's a keeper
Was it even a surprise?
G-Gotta intake through the headlight
There's no point in a disguise
I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I can't even drive
When it comes to losing bars
I guess I'm just the best alive (bye!)
I-I-I-I think I'm running out of bars
Glock with a beam like I'm shooting for the stars
We got Boring in the car and he be smoking a cigar
And we got Snack up in the back and he be playing a guitar
I-I-I-I think I'm recording this on vinyl
Back in time like I just opened up a time hole
Playing BTD the ranimon is final
Run up on my block and I'ma shoot 'chu in your spinal
(Yay!)