Super Dope

[Intro]
Hello

[Verse 1]
I’m Mister Supercalifragilisticexpiali-dope-shit (That’s me)
The culprit to murdering verses, plenty assortments (Uh-huh)
A person of importance, VIP (That’s right)
Notorious for being glorious, I’m B.I.G. (Biggie)
See I be the dude your girl be eye-ing (Hello)
She know that I’m incredible minus the neon green (Woah)
Word, I like them jeans on her (Yeah)
And if you ain’t careful, I’ma put my genes in her (Watch out)
Word, I’m on fire but never terminated (That’s right)
But if you bugging, then buddy, you get exterminated (Whoo)
I bring that crack with a cape on it, super dope (Super dope)
It's like I’m uneducated, I got a stupid flow (Yurr)
In the studio making movies that make you ooh and oh (Ooh)
And you losers booing, you get carried out like food to go (C’mon)
I refuse to go and that's just fine (Why?)
Because I’m, because I’m, because I’m, because I’m, because I’m—

[Chorus]
Supercalifragilisticexpiali-dope-shit
Super, super, super, super, super, super
Supercalifragilisticexpiali-dope-shit
Shit, shit, shit, shit, dope shit
Supercalifragilisticexpiali-dope-shit
Dope, dope, dope, dope
Super dope shit, shit
Dope, dope, dope shit

[Verse 2]
Ever since the presence of a pen in my adolescence (Uh-huh)
I've been eating beats again and again with a real high metabolism (Yummy)
Hence the reason the kid still skin and bones (Ugh)
But I’m a beast with these beats, shit it's like I weigh 600 pounds (Roar)
Listen now, my vision and mission is still to diminish foes
Rippin’ a session in the studio ‘cause, homie, lip locking your chick’s old
But as she touching on me, no typical physical (Yeah)
She can see me sonning dudes in the future, I got crystal balls (Wow)
Miss dear Cleo will tell you all that I am this year's neo (Neat)
‘Cause I'm the one and you know, I know, we know that numbers don't lie (No)
I'm the truth, and if you wanna know why
Then keep hating (Keep hating), homie
Can't hold me, your threats are minimal
I got a hard drive, Western Digital (Ha-ha)
And my mack skills are impeccable (That’s right)
I can use a pro tool to make your chick silêncio (Listen aight)

[Chorus]
Supercalifragilisticexpiali-dope-shit
Super, super, super, super, super, super
Supercalifragilisticexpiali-dope-shit
Shit, shit, shit, shit, dope shit
Supercalifragilisticexpiali-dope-shit
Dope, dope, dope, dope
Super dope shit, shit
Dope, dope, dope shit

[Verse 3]
Yeah, I'm a K.I.D., you haters embryos (That’s me)
Major League flow, you bozos ain’t even semi-pro (Ha-ha)
I don't need to see a set to ready go, fuck 'em (Fuck ‘em)
Give me a beat and get punked like Demi Moore's husband (Uh)
Keep the track running like cross country (Pew)
I keep my tracks running across countries (Where?)
Toured in Australia (Oh yeah), next move is UK (Uh-huh)
All this commenced off of YouTube plays (That’s right)
So imagine what would happen if I had a major backing
But it's clear that I don't need a major to make something major happen
Fans still clapping, so to y'all I'm raising my glass (Cheers)
And haters are like constipation, a pain in the ass (Ugh)
Pause that, okay, play back the rewind (Skrt)
Fans give me credit and haters getting declined (Yeah)
Mad I get their felines (C’mon) and they just get their peace signs (C’mon)
‘Cause I'm about to redecorate interior designs

[Chorus]
Supercalifragilisticexpiali-dope-shit
Super, super, super, super, super, super
Supercalifragilisticexpiali-dope-shit
Shit, shit, shit, shit, dope shit
Supercalifragilisticexpiali-dope-shit
Dope, dope, dope, dope
Super dope shit, shit
Dope, dope, dope shit