Uhhh, I don't why I have like a, cannibalistic Rick Ross grunt at the beginning of the song, seems like a really great way to start the mood to the song experience. I fucking hate song intros. There's nothing I can say on here that doesn't sound awkward. Fuck this, let's take it to the chorus
[Hook]

Yea I got'em like
Calm, Cool (Cool) Clean (Clean) then a muhfucka x3
I don't really know what you can see in any others x2

[Verse 1]

Sweet Lordy Jesus, Don't know what this here boy doing
He step in battles so often I swear he should be saluted
Recruited to some kinda label where he'd use his influence
To make all of my girl listeners on the roof get diluted
I'm unusually stupid, And deeply rooted in profanity
Pissin off all O'Reilly's and cultures and hannity's
Ride the flow like a manatee, Ain't got no kind of sanity
Smoking dro with a lamborghi, mixing codine and anti-freeze
I, Do it like B-I-G Sean
Find me with the Taliban
Plotting on a country we can conquer just to party on
On one when I ain't stopping, I could give a fuck who's watching
If you catch me at a party I'll be dancing like Omarion
"Ice box, where my heart used to be, This is my shot, you'd done had yours part of me"
If I'm a little bit pushy, I just know sick for a rookie
And I'm one slip for an oopsy away from starving my dreams
And I'll be damned if I do that, cause then I'd get a job
My entire life earnings I weigh'em all on hip hop
Cause any school that I apply, oh so quickly send denies
My GPA's a 1.5 so my potentials down the pot
But I don't give a motherfuck, like a celibate dad
Cause Ima kill the game, already got it tethered and gagged
It's abundantly clear that this is not a complicated song
So I know you know the words, motherfucker sing along

[Hook]

[Verse 2]

So I'm pumping and I'm running and I feel like I'll never get away
All my friends just say "Be patient dawg, we know you're headed to the bay,"
But I'm like "Fuck waiting eventually, I really tryna get it for today
Cause I really gotta stay in a itty bitty place, and getting itty bitty wage, 'til my records play"
So, not for the lack of love, but a motherfuckers second guessing
If I ever make it above YouTube's maybe just not the best profession for me
Till a motherfucker hit it big, I'll be strugglin a bit
And the money but Ima come up on it quick, and every hater that I have can suck my dick
Whops I said "Suck my dick" and I kinda meant to say "Suck my dick"
Feeling fucked up on Bud Light sip, Based God please come fuck my chick
I swag when I cook, cook when I swag
Hit it one time then I foot up in her ass
I don't mean find it hurt, when I kick to the curb, just kidding
But I kinda wish I rolled like that
Got that "Look at me Now" flow, so it's only right you watch me
Only 18, but I swear I got this game on locky
I done seen a lot of internet rappers I know get cocky
Swear I'm younger, paler, faster, so come fuck with me George Watsky
I'm just saying, I run this shit until I pull a hammy
Tell me how I do that though when not a person understands me
Nobody try to comprehend half of the shit I'm spitting
I could just say "Blah blah blah blah blah" and it wouldn't make difference
They don't listen, they telling me to make them understand you
You gotta start throwing them catchy shit they can dance to
So I made a beat and did exactly that
Now baby stomp, clap, turnaround, and just bring it back
Allright!

[Hook]