kanye schiz

[Verse 1: Squillo]
Nigga
I was driving the block
DRIVING ROUND THE BLOCK WITH A GLOCK IN MY HAND
I SHOT IT UP THOUGH (YOU'VE TRIED EVERYTHING!)
OUT IN THE A, ME AND CASH ARE MOVIN'
SLIMIN' FOR REAL (Not yet, I have one more card to play)
I PUT A FULLY AUTO TO HIS FACE, TELL HIM "EMPTY POCKETS FULLY" (Plugg)
I BE ON MY OWN POSTED, I CAN'T GIVE A FUCK, THEY AIN'T HID KNOWIN'
I FEEL TONY MONTANA WAY PACK COMING IN (IT'S TONY MONTANA)
I'M NOT GOING TO GO TO NO SUPER THAT'S FINE, IF I CAN'T GET ALL THAT BROS IN
NIGGAS TOO SLIMIN', I AIN'T GOING
SLIME, ME, AND MY NIGGAS GOT NO WAY RIGHT NOW THEY NOT GOING!! (THEY NOT GOIN')

[Verse 2: Squillo]
I WAS JUST OUT IN PHILLY I WAS COMING WITH A BADASS JAWN
WE HEARD ALL THE BULLSHIT YOU SAID IN THE AM, SO WE HAD CAUGHT 'EM AT DAWN
I TOLD BOOLY GO AND USE THE LAWN MOWER PUT ALL THE SNAKES IN THE LAWN
LIKE NIGGAS SWITCH I STAY STRONG, MAYBE ONE DAY I'LL GET THEM ALL GONE
IT DEPENDS HOW RICH IT TAKE Y'ALL LONG
WE'RE GOIN' TO GO OUT IN A DAY LIKE, I AIN'T DOING IT WRONG (I AIN'T DOING IT WRONG)
BEEN COOKING UP OFF TWO E'S
NOW, I'M SMACKING A BONG (I'M SMACKING A BONG)
ME WITH SNAKECHILDPAIN
I PUT THOUGHTS IN THIS SONG (I PUT ALL MY THOUGHTS IN THIS SONG) (Plugg)

[Bridge]
YUH
Yo (Blick, blick, blick)

[Verse 1: Boolymon]
Too much paparazzi in SoHo
Why these fuckboys takin' photos?
Like TMZ gon' have to record this Glock blow
I feel like Kanye I'm a grown ass superhero
I feel like Kanye bitch I go schizo
I feel like Yeezy lil' bitch (Like Yeezy)
I feel like Kanye, I'm so schiz
This shit too easy lil' bitch
This shit light my house in a blitz

[Verse 2: Boolymon]
I pop meds, but not make it
Like Squi' will really tell a grown man sit (LIKE SIT)
I got two Glocks, John Wick
Like I had to rock a lil' Skecher fit (Nigguh!)
Ain't gon' lie I'm Kanye schiz, but I will never run for president
I tell slime shoot he switch, he switch like he playin' tournament
Bro, he tryin' tell me that the Earth is flat
And we live in the firmament
I don't want that hoe, you can have that
I swear to God, lil' bro, I don't wanna hit (Plugg)
I'm laid up every night, with my bitch
Jump in the pussy, I swim
I seen that yeah the Glock made him switch
Adin Ross, yeah the Glock got kick
Boy how the fuck you jump in the field and quit
If Squi' on the stage, lil' bro get lit
Squi' on the stage, moshpit
I'm tryna get high, yeah, I cop whippets
I ain't gon' lie, I'm not proud of it
Squi' got dog like Michael Vick (VICK!)
Can't take these fuckboys serious
Put on mask, H2O Delirious
What kind of Glock is that, bro? I'm curious
I take the brand new jet, and he was furious
Tell him I'll get that back, I'm not hearing it
My bitch take bitch jet like, period

[Verse 3: Boolymon]
Had to come back for the one time
I'm sippin' on TP, bitch
I don't really even sip wine
So I'm on TV, bitch
Bro, we missin', please go find
He think he dripped out on archive
Like, I'ma take fuckboy number nine (gimme that shit, GIMME THAT NINE)