Esskeetit (Remix)

Wake up, like the bakers man
Patty cake, Patty cake, roll that shit
Your girl ain't ever seen a long dick
Like what? I'ma have to show that bitch
I paid for my car, bought me some clothes
And I smoke weed still, I don't do drugs, just bud
You can keep that chain and your Xanax refill
We get it, drugs are fun till you motherfuckers get addicted
Now you're sucking dick to pay your rent
But somehow you still get evicted
You can't get ahead, but you give it, it's ironic
I ain't talking about Seattle but I'm supersonic
I'm tryna move this rocket that I'ma fuck the game with
Strapped to my dick cause before you shoot you gotta cock it
Fuck any objects standing in my way
I put it down like kickstands in a driveway
Let them know that I flow with that heat
Fuck around and burn the booth down like Pompeii
In these waters, you a gold fish, I tell them go fish
I'm a ferocious shark
And if you think that you swim in that pussy
Then bitch I'm Noah's Ark
Lets get it, Lets get it, Bitch I'm up next with it
Pay my bills with my money, never flex with it
I could probably buy your whole house from the bank
With the money that you owe, but I'm really not impressed with it
You mad because you live in the past
And that's okay bitch, because its the future I can see
Like That's So Raven

My flow gets funky like Cole Medina
I load up and drop bombs at them, like Iwo Jima
I'm nuclear, speaking of that I find that this music to be so attractive
Give me a minute to get with them radio hits
And I'll really be radioactive, that's a reaction, for you reactors, Bitch fuck your lane, I walk it backwards
If you're off the chain, I'm off the rafters
I'm authentic you're a fucking actor, huh?
Little bitch calm down (down)
Don't get to fucking around (round)
Play your position and fill your lane
Just don't get fouled out
Fast break, I'm moving like a cheetah
Bitch I'm feeling like my self like I've been doing the Macarena
Nah you don't want to battle
Cause I turn the Colosseum to a blood bath arena, yeah
Running your mouth don't get you any exercise
Hoe why you judging, is it cause your friends testified?
Anything you say can be twisted and used against you
But I still shit on rappers when I write
Hence why I write with a #2 pencil

You probably make that toilet paper
And your girl got a stripper fund
Don't bring that shit to flint, they stay next to that K like 401
My shit snap, your shit suck
Your shit blows, my shit bump
Kill me fore you see me, I got King Kong in my trunk
All my bars pack a punch that [?]
My shit will hit you in your ribs and make you do that shoulder lean
Bitch why you trying to play like you my friend or something
Bitch you wasn't shooting with me in the gym or nothing
I don't remember playing curve ball with you
Plus your shit look kind of dingy and your attitude suspicious
Fuck that, bitch I'm hot you don't make a sound
Everything I got's from this music cause I lay it down
Blaze the weed, fucking ounce
Bitch I'm about to burn a pound
And I rep my city everywhere I go that's flint town
Kydd bitch