CHROMAKOPIA

She ain't never met no one who talk like that

And if you hang up on a nigga, bitch, I'll call right back (yeah, uh)

Roll my windows up, darlin', roll them windows up

Biscuit-ass niggas wonder how I got my jiffy up

Crib so damn big, I need a diaper and a sippy cup (wah)

Someone tell Zendaya, she my favorite, can she hit me up?

Ha-ha-ha-ha, when I double-park the LaF'

That rah-tah-tah-tah, bitch, I'm steppin' on the gas (vroom)

She ain't never met no one who talk like that (I don't really know)

And if you hang up on a nigga, bitch, I'll call right back, yeah (yeah, uh)

Wipe that silly grin (mm), bitch, I'm really him (mm)

You better put them palms together, bitch, I really sin (mm)

No, me and crack don't share daddies, but we really twins (okay)

If she ain't got her shit together, she ain't gettin' in (okay)

You see the bed top bunker, the boy got thumpers

I'm a bonafide face seat, box muncher

She ain't never met no one who talk like that (I want that pussy)

And if you hang up on a nigga, bitch, I'll call right back (mwah, yeah)

Never in the Hamptons dick-ridin' in the white fit (nah)

Never raise a hand, the strap on 'em like a dyke bitch

This dark work like night shift, I'm thunder, I light shit (pew)

I flood this, I flood that

I swim good, I'm Pisces (I'm a fish)

Hey, T, why you actin' hard? I'm like, "Baby, please

I ain't tough, I just thumbs up like I'm scrollin' feed"

She ain't never met no one who talk like that (nigga, I'm pussy)

And if you hang up on a nigga, bitch, I'll call right back (yeah)

Roll my windows up, darlin', roll them windows up

Never let them see the color, model, make of semi truck (don't tell them a thing)

Fuck it, fuck your shimmy up, yeah, fuck your shimmy up

Celebrate, it's your birthday, get your pennies up (uh)

Bitch, you bossin' up, nah, we really bossin' up

I could never ride no Hellcat, shit don't cost enough

Twenty thousand on me (vroom), hunnid thousand on me (uh)

Fifty thousand on me (mm-hmm), a couple thousand on me (yeah)

You movin' sloppy if you get that sloppy where you sleep at

Never tell them niggas or those women where you breathe at (never)

If my ex is spillin' tea about me, don't you drink that

And don't you call me brother, I just met you, you can keep that

With these type of views, it ain't no service on my two-way

So you don't have to call, I'm Usher Raymond on a Tuesday

With twenty thousand on me (mm), hunnid thousand on me (uh)

Fifty thousand on me (mm-hmm), a couple thousand on me

Brodie said his job to- for me, he the cameraman

They hoes went to Leuzinger, I skated to Hamilton

I had that S dome, was gettin' pressed and almost packed out (where you from, man?)

Me and Lionel Boyce in drama class, my boy can act now (mm)

Was really Odd Future, all them other niggas whacked out

The biggest out the city after Kenny, that's a fact now

She ain't never met no one who talk like that (bitch)

And if you hang up on a nigga, bitch, I'll call right back (yeah)

(Uh, uh)

Them niggas used to press me on a carrot-colored bus

(I'm not with that shit, cuh, aight?)

That's why I'm paranoid now 'cause niggas weird and really bums

I'm paranoid now 'cause niggas weird and really bums (uh, uh, uh)

I'm paranoid now 'cause niggas weird and really bums

I'm paranoid now 'cause niggas weird and really bums, I'm-

Your new hot comb go 'round and 'round (Go)

Your new blow out go 'round and 'round (Give me that)

The three-six waves go 'round and 'round (Go)

The grease addin' up, it go 'round and 'round

I gotta work, I gotta eat

If they see you on top of me (Away)

I gotta leave, bitch, I killed you

Your natural state is threatening

To the point that I'm pointin' myself (Away)

With self-esteem, bitch, I killed you

No findin' out, a couple knots was a map

We escapin' them routes (Away)

Right on the scalp, bitch, I killed you

Takin' you out, It's not a game (Away, away)

Full of shame so we straighten you out (A-a-away, away)

Without a doubt, bitch, I killed you

You were so essential

How we used to pick you

'Cause you was a simplе (Away)

Berries and oils, your nature was so simplе

But I guess the coils and kinks became an issue (Away)

Therefore, bitch, I killed you

Jheris and Mimis, I burnt you, I cut you

I filled you up with chemis (Away)

Force you to relapse

You was thick, you was beauty ('Round and 'round)

Couldn't take the heat (Away)

So you go when they see me (A-a-away, away)

Now, you, bitch, I killed you

Aunties, grandmas, sisters, mamas

Darker skinneded womans conscious (Away)

Got you, bitch, I killed you

Uncles, daddies, brothers, sons cut by one (Away)

This shit begun early, bitch, I killed you

Mentally stuck, I couldn't see when you breathe

Thought I needed a cut (Away)

It fuck me up, bitch, I killed you

We don't got advantages (Away, away)

We don't match the energy

So it led to damages, ah, to kill you (A-a-away, away)

I gotta work, I gotta eat

If they see you on top of me (Away)

Then I'm that piece, bitch, I killed you

You were my crown ('Round and 'round)

Without the grease really fine

Got the kinks in they mind (Away)

They not at ease, bitch, I killed you

Gravity defying, this that element

Oh, you fragile, so you delicate

You the room baby they the motherfucking elephant (Away, away)

Talkin' 'bout my heritage, I could never kill

Go, away

Give me that

Go, go

Comb that shit (Away), go, give me that

You need to cut that shit out, bitch (Away), give me that

Ooh, yeah (Away), yeah, give me that

Trapped in a bad odd (Where they at?)

Type three and the type four (Where they at?)

Fuck you, get down, this is my crown (Where they at?)

Be that king to your manoir (Where they at?)

Just as beautiful (Away)

Just as beautiful

Just as beautiful (Away)

Just as beautiful (Away)

Just as beautiful

Ooh, ah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Away)

Away, away, a-a-a-away, away

Just as beautiful

Ooh

Ooh

Dum, dum, dum, dum

Dum, dum, dum, dum, dum

(You don't wanna go to war with a soldier)

(You don't wanna go to war with a soldier)

(Thought I was dead, you niggas thought I was dead)

(You don't wanna go to war with a soldier) you niggas thought I was dead

You niggas thought I was dead

(You don't wanna go to war with a soldier) you niggas thought I was dead

There's more to life than just fuckin' workin', bro (you niggas thought I was dead)

They thought I was dead

Okay, bitch I've been trapped in the zoo

Nigga got plaques like the crack of a tooth (uh-huh, uh-huh)

I need some space like the back of a coupe

I'm tryna magic wand, I'm tryna poof, so (they thought I was dead)

Grab the blammer, fuck all the glitz and the glamour

I want a crib in Atlanta (brodie)

Me and my bitch changin' Pampers

Them niggas thought I was dead

Them niggas thought I was dead (you ain't gon' see me)

These niggas thought I was dead (I'm movin' away)

Them niggas thought I was dead (turn to a ghost)

Them niggas thought I was dead (I'm over this shit)

Them niggas thought I was dead (I'm over this shit)

(They thought I was dead, dead)

Them niggas thought I was dead

Them niggas thought I

You niggas thought I was dead

Them niggas thought I

Niggas thought I was dead

Them niggas thought I

You niggas thought I was dead

Them niggas thought I was dead (they thought I was dead)

Get love in the hood, but I must leave (yeah)

Boy, I'm in the Hills where they can't see (see)

Swear I burn twenty M's, 2018 (yeah)

Like I play for the Bills, goin' OD (they thought I was dead)

Niggas tend to get rich and they act weird (weird)

How you walkin' out the party with your butt pierced? (Come on)

Shit, I'd rather play golf 'til the check clear (yeah)

Niggas turn thirty-five now they out here (they thought I was dead)

Nigga, Rolls or the 'Rari, tryna program

I was really outside with the dopeman

Now I really got M's, nigga, no chance

I don't wanna be seen in your bromance, hmm

Packed in, goddamn, that dream

Never seen a nigga with a fuckin' (they thought I was)

Cap him, if a nigga think he gon' get

Blatt-blatt-blatt-blatt

Them niggas thought I was dead (yeah)

Them niggas thought I was dead

These niggas thought I was dead

These niggas thought I was dead (they thought I was dead)

Niggas thought I was dead (I was dead)

These niggas thought I was dead (whoa, whoa)

These niggas thought I was dead (dead)

Them niggas thought I was dead (they thought I was dead)

I don't wanna be found, I don't wanna be down

I don't wanna be found, I don't wanna be down

I don't wanna be found

I don't wanna be down (oh, you know Tyler, his talk)

I don't wanna be found (I'm so sick of these niggas)

I don't wanna be down (they don't know you, get off you)

White boys mockin' this shit and y'all mad at me

Y'all can suck my dick (suck my dick)

Pull up old tweets, pull up old t-shirts, all that

I moonwalk over that bitch (hee-hee)

See, T changed like the fit got dirty

I was young man then a nigga hit thirty

I was one mil' then a nigga hit thirty

Bitch, you ain't Coco Gauff, you can't serve me

Anti what? Hm, yeah, right

Niggas runnin' they mouth, keep it airtight

I'ma crash shit out 'til my hair white

I got too much drive, I'm a terabyte

I got a big ol' head, I ain't like these niggas

Uh-uh, don't put me with these niggas

I don't ha-ha, kiki with these niggas

Loiter Squad, baby, I don't be with these niggas

Same boys with me since back back then

Everything I said I'd do, I did (true story)

Talk my shit? I sure damn will

You ain't like that shit? I's do it again

Five in the morning, I be hatin' on shit

Ten in the evening, I be hatin' on shit

Ten years later, mighta changed my mind

I'm a fake-ass bitch, don't kill me

I'm a hypocrite, ain't real, ain't really

I'm a big troll, haha, I'm silly (I'm silly)

Fuck you know about bein' better than them niggas that you hate?

You ain't good at shit, you can't feel me

Tuck your one-trick GOAT, I'm billy

Shoutout papa, he for real (yeah)

Don't test V, he pop for real (don't bother)

Had to call him like, "Stop and chill", look

I tries to be out the way

I like the farm with the lake, I like some truth in my space

Y'all niggas friendly and fake

"That's big bro," how? When y'all met yesterday?

This feel Planet of Apes

Why am I filled with this hate?

Got freedom in every way

Y'all wanna take what I got, but y'all do not got what it take

I don't wanna be found, ya ho

I don't wanna be down, ya ho

I don't like comin' around, ya ho

I will not knock-knock at your door

Just me, that's what I said

Trav', these niggas is fed

Me? I'm over here

These niggas thought I was dead

Damn, nigga, every time I look at you, I swear to God

Nigga, you got that nigga feet

You got that nigga body

You got that nigga long arms, fingers and shit

Flat feet, big di-

She said that I make expressions like him

My legs to my shoulders and my chin like him

My waist and my posture like him

Like him

Like him, like him, like him

Mama, I'm chasing a ghost

I don't know who he is

Mama, I'm chasing a ghost

I don't know where he is

Mama, I'm chasing a ghost

Do I look like him? (Like what?)

Like him (Like what?)

Like him (Like what?)

Like him (La-la-la-la)

(La-la-la-la)

Give me love and affection

Attention, protection

How could I ever miss a chance

That I never had?

I would nevеr judge ya

'Cause evеrything worked out without him (Like what?)

Like him (Like what?)

Like him

Mama, I'm chasing a ghost

I don't know who he is

Mama, I'm chasing a ghost

I don't know where he is

Mama, I'm chasing a ghost

Do I look (Huh?)

Like him

Like him

I decided to really get that love inside of you

I would never ever lie to you (Yeah)

You ain't ever gotta lie to me

I'm everything that I strive to be

So do I look like him?

Do I look like him? (Like him, like him, like him, like him)

I don't look like him (Like him)

It was my fault, not yours, not his

It was my fault, I'm sorry

You know, it was my fault

Not him 'cause he always wanted to be there for you

And I'm sorry I was young

But he's always wanted to be a father to you

So I-I fucked up, and I take ownership of that

Of my choices and decisions, and I'm sorry for that

He's a good guy

So don't hold that against him because it was my fault

Just, you know, forgive me

Ooh

(Ooh)

(Ooh)

(Ooh)

(Ooh)

(Don't stop)

Yeah, we ain't talkin' to your dumbass

You could be a millionaire and still be a bum ass

Boy, I've been in a dream, I've been on a to-

(Don't stop, do-don't stop)

Okay, look

Why I work so hard? My soul profit

Why I can't settle down? I like options

Why I hate small talk? I like topics

House shoppin', I'm a pig, I love coppin', ugh

No BBLs, I like A cups, ugh

Long legs, pretty when they wake up, ugh

Niggas run they mouth, wanna race up

Everything real here, no lace front, okay

I doze during December, I slay

I don't even like girls, bitch, I'm way up too high

Bitch, I'm on my own dick, I don't need your box, ugh

Fuck them regrets (ugh)

Call them and get all that weight off your chest (huh)

Got my brothers here, we the Wayans

Not my only girl, but you my favorite

I've been flyin' high, where's the pavement?

Enough of me, can I get a amen?

Ooh (don't stop)

(Don't stop)

Can I get a amen? (Don't stop)

(Don't stop)

(Don't stop)

I'll air this bitch out like balloon (don't stop)

I'll send his bitch ass to the moon

I'm at the top, ain't no room (don't stop)

Aight, where the swamp is?

Flyest bitch up in the room, I need a cockpit (need a cockpit)

I need some PETA for this pussy, they want the croc' print

I'm finna air these DL niggas out the closet

I let it in (let it in), I let it out (let it out)

I'm a bi bitch, but I need that pussy now

If he is gay, then I am gay, and we are nouns (we are nouns)

Me and Tyler finna take your bitch down

Oui oui, merci

Keep it cute when you're in my city

I'm 5'2", A-cup titties

I don't need you, 'cause I already fuck me

I don't need a Range when I got an airboat

I don't need a plane, 'cause the airboat float (don't stop)

Out New York, walk around bare-toed

I don't need a passport, I'm a swamp bitch

Oh-oh

(Don't stop) don't stop

(Don't stop) don't stop

(Don't stop) don't stop

(Don't stop)

I air this bitch out like a queef

I'll see your ass back to the streets

I'll spray your whole block with le FLEUR*

He gon' eat this pussy out, 'cause it's sweet

(Ayy, ayy, ayy) don't stop

(Ayy, ayy, ayy) don't stop

(Ayy, ayy, ayy) don't stop

(Ayy, ayy, ayy) don't stop

(Ayy, ayy, ayy) don't stop

(Ayy, ayy, ayy) don't stop

Don't stop

I hope you find your way home

I hope you find your way home

I hope you find your way home

I hope you find your way home

I'm slippin', I'm slippin', I'm slippin, I'm slippin, I need a hand

Can you squeeze the man?

My shit's spinnin' and spinnin' and spinnin' like a ceiling fan

No alcohol, no pill in hand

My only vice is them sweets and them wheels I spin

You better calm that down

'Fore that nigga pop that round

Into your will not be found

Hot, hot glue with my palm like, ooh, Spider-Man

Velcro, nigga, I'm not you

I almost had a mini-me, I wasn't ready

And she wanted it with me, I'm talkin' heavy

Then we had to guarantee, ain't no confetti

Four million on that car, that's not a Chevy

See, that's my interest

So as of now, raisin' a child is not on my wish list

Neither is bein' a safety net for bitches

I'm too selfish, contradiction

Maybe I should before I'm too old and washed up like dishes

Never bite tongue till the tooth sore

If you was gon' apologize, fuck you shoot for? (Phew-phew)

When I pop out, they say "Ooh, lord"

No met gala, but I'm everybody mood board

I did a whole collection, collection from Paris

They ain't even send me the collection to wear it

I'm so embarrased, but happy that it happened

Fuck what you heard

I ain't coon, I ain't tappin'

Always some corn for you niggas who ain't cappin', haters

Always ride another nigga wave, you a sailor

You could never moonwalk in my Chuck Taylors, brodie

You niggas is jabronis

I'm from the city where they ran up in Saucony's

Thirty-one zeroes, shit thirsty (yuck)

Bitch sue me for a mil' tryna work me

Settled at a mil cause that mil couldn't hurt me (ugh)

It didn't hurt me (ugh)

Nah, it ain't hurt shit (ugh)

Sip the motherfuckin' water, did a backflip

And if I shoot the club up, it's a black bitch

Hold the play by myself, I ain't pack shit

Yeah, eatin' candied yams and some catfish

Yeah, that rich

Fuck what you heard

I'm that nigga and I'm that bitch

I hope you find your way home

Real shit

I'm proud of you

I'm proud of you, bro

Like, you just never cease to amaze me

Like, you just-

There's no words for how I feel

Do your thing, just keep, keep shining

I hope you find your way home

Yeah

Chromakopia

Chromakopia