It's a floodsport, bitch It's a floodsport Just took a Korean script to the drug store I'm tryna' get me a bag I need a truck for Yeezy 700's. F*ck I want some Chucks for? I be stone facing bitches, Mount Rushmore I could cold case you, kid, so press your luck more I got two left feet but got a third leg Got lil' shorty fuckin' that up like a dance floor Dog, how you got drip but you musty? Any bitch that f*ck with you is disgusting And he can't even find his voice It's a singalong I made this shit look simple like down syndrome Damn! Someone always tripping bout my skintone Probably 'cause I'm seasoned like Creole Ain't got no red bones And I'm in my bag like a tourist, I get my carry on I give him the meet, no greet, dick sucker. Carry on And I shoot it straight from the shoulder like Shawn Marion My boo thing vegan, She taste like a vegetarian Dude, you sound thirsty as hell & Its not relatable I speak my truth and I'm shameless like Carl Gallagher And he small caliber Won't do no damage Why you tryna' f*ck with a pro When you so amateur People artificial these days And that's not natural Jealousy is to be expected So I ain't mad at you I'm a big cat to him Ain't get no thanks from him This the year I'm checkin these weirdos Just like I bank with them And I got him mad from a distance That's that range on him Told me come on back another day I still rained on him Bitch