Special K

[Intro]
(That nigga Nate crazy, okay, bet)
Dreidel man, I had to—, water
(Exquisite)
Water, ayy

[Chorus]
Fuck a opp, that boy a bimbo, gettin' low, they playin' limbo
Tried to slice me, I went Kimbo, opp hoes get turned to widows
He was stretchin' shit for shitshow, now he ridin' in a limo
I'm the fiddler on the roof, I'm sendin' fifty out the window
I used to work at Five Below but now I keep that five below
Them hearts cold, it ain't melt, Robert Frost, it doesn't explode
Them boys suck, to each his own, they tried to slide, epic poem
So if it's smoke then let me know, they dropped a post to postpone (Exquisite)

[Verse]
Make 'em run, Tom Hanks, every opp gon' walk the plank
In Coral Springs, masked up, I'm lookin' like I Robb Bank$
(Dreidel man, water)
And I'm forever smokin' Nazis, I'ma pass the blunt to Anne Frank
The same ones who switched, the ones who say, "Watch who's around you"
So open up, I'm makin' it out the sewers since that's what clowns do
I put a hole in the wall and I got bars too
.38 special, that Special K got lots of carbs too (Exquisite)
Said she like my drip, I told her, "Water has a surface"
Blossom like a flower, I was servin' multi-purpose
Playin' Frogger, I was careless then I peeped, I had a purpose
Kyle Rogger, I was sharin' all my songs to AEPi
And I be rappin', A-E-I, but I don't owe you shit
'Cause where was y'all at when I was on my dick?
When you're the wolf in sheep skin, you might have to walk in sheep shit
Ain't no strawberry fields until you rich
He duckin', taco Tuesday, got the club goin' up
ILoveMakonnen like I'm Drake, bitch, let's get lit
And she likes suckin' toes, especially if they've been out here steppin'
But I ain't really into all that shit, water, ayy

[Chorus]
Fuck a opp, that boy a bimbo, gettin' low, they playin' limbo
Tried to slice me, I went Kimbo, opp hoes get turned to widows
He was stretchin' shit for shitshow, now he ridin' in a limo
I'm the fiddler on the roof, I'm sendin' fifty out the window
I used to work at Five Below but now I keep that fire below
Them hearts cold, it ain't melt, Robert Frost, it doesn't explode
Them boys suck, to each his own, they tried to slide, epic poem
So if it's smoke then let me know, they dropped a post to postpone (Exquisite)