Fantastic

(Hook)
I can't catch it
I'm Mr.Fantastic
Still so elastic
Never been caught sitting in my mattress
That's it, Mr.Fantastic
Over here, over there, over that shit
That's classic, Mr.Fantastic
Trynna get everywhere on the map kid

(Verse 1)
Let me go in son I got this
I be getting daps cause the ways I raps awesome
Since you knew me back whenever we last spoke
Been building on the side of the fence where grass grow
Yo this is chameleon rap flow
Trynna make a million of dollars and stack dough
Used to rock the fro in middle school dog
You don’t even know nothing bout what I been into son
Scoping the all white wall throw my tags up
Have em like oh my god who did that stuff
Then I’m gone, it's six in the 'morn
Skip crosstown through underground swamp
I'm like the fresh underground prince
Diamonds on my neck and my wrist don’t exist
Why you think my rep stretch out and never shrink
Oh no he didn't yes I did it spitting my shit

I’ll see you when you see me
Come and, rub on the lamp for the genie
I been advancing the species
Come dance with me romance with me sweetie
We could work out for the fitness
I show you what its about I’m a gymnast
Baby girl make you twirl then I catch you
If you be showing me love imma match you

(Hook)
I can't catch it
I'm Mr.Fantastic
Still so elastic
Never been caught sitting in my mattress
That's it, Mr.Fantastic
Over here, over there, over that shit
That's classic, Mr.Fantastic
Trynna get everywhere on the map kid

People try to change you and your role in this life
You gotta remember its your roll of the dice
In a change of plans, I change up fast
Every rapper other than Gabe is straight trash
District attorney tried to hit your boy with a felony
Niggas beat the charge now what the fuck is you telling me
I wasn't present in the session they gave the rules out
I'm a top gunner I'm stunting like Tom Cruise now
Tell me who blew the candle
I be hiding in Plainview like I was Daniel
Ample, that's just the style that I come with
Serve it to whatever fuck nigga that say he want shit
Not fronting I'm not nothing
Roadblocks coming stay ducking 'em start running
Half of my life did leave, pass the keys
Fountains running that's the life I lead
Life's a dweeb, junk in my life's a theme