[Hook: SEIJI]
Somebody call my bluff
Somebody tell me all this sucks
Somebody, Somebody call my bluff
Please baby, please love all my stuff
Uh, I wanna I wanna car
Drive it to dinner and then to the bar
Uh, I got the, I got the guap
Throw in my chips like it is guac
[Verse 1: SEIJI]
I got a beef with a bitch thats from Canada
Tell her im landing hon
Some Atlanta shit in the making I'm planning bruh
You can’t even stand it yuh
Man I got talent, and y'all think that I'm wasting it
Tell me to sing more, but I ain’t that patient bitch
I'm more a doctor and I think that you're faking it
There's no way your rappings that bad you alien
I'm using aliases leaving you hate comments
I date comets and planets, Jupiter, and your momma
I'ma whip her see Uranus and she calling me papa
So does that mean im grandaddy to you bro, its an honor
And it makes sense like you, while I make dollars
See it's fitting just like your gucci belt and my prada
I'm a devil, handsome, smug, but fucked all my chakras
Put that coochie in my mouth and I’ll tell you if its caca
[Hook: SEIJI]
Somebody call my bluff
Somebody tell me all this sucks
Somebody, Somebody call my bluff
Please baby, please love all my stuff
Uh, I wanna I wanna car
Drive it to dinner and then to the bar
Uh, I got the, I got the guap
Throw in my chips like it is guac
[Verse 2: SEIJI]
I got the, I got the, I got the sauce
I like fancy cars and whipping exhausts
Don’t got a license and don't got a job
I just be rapping a hell of a lot
Eating poonani like Helluva sauce
I never really got to feel like a boss
Seeing me rock, prolly not common
My bitch is not common, she Rachel I’m Ross
And I cross genres like transgenders like to cross genders
Like Bruce Jenner I fuck with Caitlyn I make her my header
Got bitches in bed with that I should have bred with
Our kids would be making bread bitch
I hate to be the one whos says this
I've left with uglys, hotties, and even a lez bitch
I take adderall all day complain I'm not rested
[Hook: SEIJI]
Somebody call my bluff
Somebody tell me all this sucks
Somebody, Somebody call my bluff
Please baby, please love all my stuff
Uh, I wanna I wanna car
Drive it to dinner and then to the bar
Uh, I got the, I got the guap
Throw in my chips like it is guac
[Verse 3: Komato$e]
Somebody call my bluff
Somebody say that they need my love
If you need money, that sucks
Better rev the heater up for somebody's guts
I know where to go
Bitch, I’m the map
Huntin' down MAPs
Shooters go BLAT!
Sage is the youngest inside of my clique
But he a day 1, we started this shit
Ain't been stuck since ‘14
Got on drugs, then I got onto the scene
Live lavish, no bank account by 23
I remember quincenteras, pullin' up in limousines
Bitch, I'm hard, like dick inside pussy
No hetero, bruh, I think of what could be
If I didn't sell my own voice, playing hookie
In front of these cars, nobody looking
Kept a skank bitch ‘til I found an angel
Life is painful, good thing I'm on pain pills