Yeah, yeah I got my get back This precipitation, it can never make me sweat, man Yeah, yeah I'm spraying everywhere All these snakes around me, I don't even need to aim it, yeah Huh, that boy think he tough, okay, let's run one for real then RIP Akira, I'ma treat the boys like Krillin Powered up like mitochondria to get specific 4+4 to track and lead these rappers, wash just like some dishes Ayy, ayy, fe-fi-fo-fum Steppin' on they whole life, make 'em start a GoFund Ayy, ayy, what's up with your glazin'-ass? Smile in my face, but turn around and get to hatin'-ass What, what, what, oh, I'm open to confessions Father, please forgive them for the sins, they don't know better Huh, huh, huh, taught you dummies a lesson Our papers getting turned in like the end of the semester Ooh, ooh Ah Ooh, ooh Ah Ayy, you made your bed, now lay in it, ho You in your place, now stay in it, ho Just give me the green, I'm waitin' to go I'm waitin' to- I'm in a whole different mode, now my AP H20 AC stay cranked, I'm way too cold Grr, who want this North pole? (Ayy) They don't want to hear this chink talk Tell 'em whomp, whomp 'cause I'm still high (haha) Send me the location there, when I come around, I hear pins drop Sore losers in the comment section, I couldn't tell you what it is, dog Maybe they just want a kiss from me 'cause I'm too pretty and they chick not Ayy, okay, let's take it from the tippy top I just got my kit back, you a pro at getting got Yeah, not a fan of violating my bros But if you play both sides too often then I'm pound able my bro This that action that you wanted, huh, I'm still just having some fun They gave me the ball, I ran with it, I ain't passin' back till I'm done This that give sight to the blind flow, know you want more Better put that roast of me on display, you don't want to get haunted by ghost Yeah, yeah I got my get back This precipitation, it can never make me sweat, man Yeah, yeah I'm spraying everywhere All these snakes around me, I don't even need to aim it, yeah Huh, that boy think he tough, okay, let's run one for real then RIP Akira, I'ma treat the boys like Krillin Powered up like mitochondria to get specific 4+4 to track and lead these rappers, wash just like some dishes Ayy, ayy, fe-fi-fo-fum Steppin' on they whole life, make 'em start a GoFund Ayy, ayy, what's up with your glazin'-ass? Smile in my face, but turn around and get to hatin'-ass What, what, what, oh, I'm open to confessions Father, please forgive them for the sins, they don't know better Huh, huh, huh, taught you dummies a lesson Our papers getting turned in like the end of the semester