WHIZKID

[Intro]
(Yuh yuh)
(I can’t get searched, I got contraband too)

[Chorus]
She walked in, in a hazmat suit
Said I’m too toxic, like some bad bat soup
And I kinda lost it, hashtag me too
I said “You need CrossFit, that fat hangs loose” (Hahaha)

[Verse 1]
So I pull up to the spot, getting’ head like shampoo
I see a couple SWAT vans and some lights, red and blue
I said to the shawty, “Take one for your man, boo”
She said “I can’t get searched, I got contraband too”
Used to be that little kiddie with the Legos on his desk
But now that kiddie fucks you up if you ain’t writin’ him a cheque
And teachers used to clown on kiddie, ‘cause he actin’ different
But now that kiddie writin’ raps, he ties that noose around your neck (Uh)
That boy got ADD (No)
His Mama made a freak (Woah)
We oughtta press delete (Yo)
Like browser history (Oh)
They on my dick like a pogo stick
They clone my shit like it’s Boba Fett
They get two-faced, call it Harvey Dent
Ain’t flow that’s wet when they play Dad’s Rent like

[Chorus]
She walked in, in a hazmat suit
Said I’m too toxic, like some bad bat soup
And I kinda lost it, hashtag me too
I said “You need CrossFit, that fat hangs loose”

[Post-Chorus]
He that “I don’t give a shit” kid
Bullied every minute
Prolly got a hitlist
Now they call him “WhizKid” (Ha, yuh)
Now they call him “WhizKid” (Yuh, fuck)
That boy he been a WhizKid (Woo!)

[Verse 2]
They said I should get on Prozac
I said “You can lick my ballsack”
And they yelled at me like all caps
“Did he really just record that?
That boy should go to rehab”
Bitch, you think I can afford that?
“He’s on drugs and thinks he needs that”
Oh I am bitch, where’s my keef at (Ah)
I’m Picasso in this bitch, I paint a picture with this shit
This coat has got some ammunition and I hope that they don’t frisk it (No!)
How she tryna fuck me when her texts been dry like Popeye’s biscuits (Ho)
The armistice, they don’t fuck with me ‘cause they don’t wanna risk it (Uh)
When my new shit droppin’ you gon’ need a fire hydrant
I’m a nuisance if I’m honest, you’re my servant, I’m a tyrant
Think you hard? Hmm, I don’t buy it
Ain’t no Simba, but you lyin’
Fuck you up if you’re defiant, rearranging your design (Blap, blap!)
So your family stands around you like, “I can’t identify him”
Then the surgeon walkin’ in and suddenly he change the climate
Anaesthesia kickin’ in and right before you go to sleep
The surgeon takin’ off his mask and you seein’ that it’s me (Sweet dreams)

[Chorus]
She walked in, in a hazmat suit
Said I’m too toxic, like some bad bat soup
And I kinda lost it, hashtag me too
I said “You need CrossFit, that fat hangs loose”

[Post-Chorus]
He that “I don’t give a shit” kid
Bullied every minute
Prolly got a hitlist
Now they call him “WhizKid” (Ha, yuh)
Now they call him “WhizKid” (Yuh, fuck)
That boy he been a WhizKid (Woo!)