Yo, I been holding off for this shit for like about a year or two
Gadgets
It's time for this shit to drop now
Pull up with these gadgets, who would've thought I was Inspector Gadget
Uh, uh-huh
Pull up to his crib, laptop on deck, shit is tragic
Damn, man
Tragic
Pull up with these gadgets, who would've thought I was Inspector Gadget
45 in my pocket, man, yeah, that shit will clap
Four metal jacket in my pocket, y'all let him have it
Pull up to his crib, laptop on deck, shit is tragic
It's default, so don't make him go and get the clappin'
Steam mask, black mask, man, that shit would happen
Your camera's just turned off like what really happened
Turn up your cameras like, nigga, I don't know what happened
Shooting through your windows like, bitch, yeah, you know this tragic
It's default, so don't make him go and get the finding
You and your whole damn crew
Tragic accidents really happen around the world
Dude, don't believe me
Just go and watch the news
Shit be corrupted, you can even check Facebook too
Son, I don't do watch TV, man
Shit, not my style, you know me, 5GB
Lighting up Christmas trees in the damn crib
Smokin' on this f*ckin' weed and with that fat bitch
Pull up with a gadget, pull a rabbit out the hat and shit
Thought this shit was real hard, fool, you just a robot, bitch
No Inspector Gadget shit, but I'm good on some fish and shit
Cut the f*ckin' cameras off, man, let's get jiggy with it
Control your cameras like, nigga, you can't see none
Think I'm f*ckin' lyin' like, nigga, go ahead, try this somethin'
Try it
Think I'm f*ckin' lyin' like, nigga, go ahead, try this somethin'
Danny 5000 walkin' down your f*ckin' block with the iron
Huh, and you know I'm not lyin'
Huh, I'm f*ckin' creasin', niggas
It's Danny 5000 with the crew
And you know how we comin', dude, we comin' to get you
Smokin' mad blunts, nigga, don't be in the crew
Don't need to be in the spliff while he rollin' that shit like R.I.P. to your bitch
R.I.P. to your bitch
And we smokin' hair in the spliff
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English
Yo, I been holding off for this shit for like about a year or two
Gadgets
It's time for this shit to drop now
Pull up with these gadgets, who would've thought I was Inspector Gadget
Uh, uh-huh
Pull up to his crib, laptop on deck, shit is tragic
Damn, man
Tragic
Pull up with these gadgets, who would've thought I was Inspector Gadget
45 in my pocket, man, yeah, that shit will clap
Four metal jacket in my pocket, y'all let him have it
Pull up to his crib, laptop on deck, shit is tragic
It's default, so don't make him go and get the clappin'
Steam mask, black mask, man, that shit would happen
Your camera's just turned off like what really happened
Turn up your cameras like, nigga, I don't know what happened
Shooting through your windows like, bitch, yeah, you know this tragic
It's default, so don't make him go and get the finding
You and your whole damn crew
Tragic accidents really happen around the world
Dude, don't believe me
Just go and watch the news
Shit be corrupted, you can even check Facebook too
Son, I don't do watch TV, man
Shit, not my style, you know me, 5GB
Lighting up Christmas trees in the damn crib
Smokin' on this f*ckin' weed and with that fat bitch
Pull up with a gadget, pull a rabbit out the hat and shit
Thought this shit was real hard, fool, you just a robot, bitch
No Inspector Gadget shit, but I'm good on some fish and shit
Cut the f*ckin' cameras off, man, let's get jiggy with it
Control your cameras like, nigga, you can't see none
Think I'm f*ckin' lyin' like, nigga, go ahead, try this somethin'
Try it
Think I'm f*ckin' lyin' like, nigga, go ahead, try this somethin'
Danny 5000 walkin' down your f*ckin' block with the iron
Huh, and you know I'm not lyin'
Huh, I'm f*ckin' creasin', niggas
It's Danny 5000 with the crew
And you know how we comin', dude, we comin' to get you
Smokin' mad blunts, nigga, don't be in the crew
Don't need to be in the spliff while he rollin' that shit like R.I.P. to your bitch
R.I.P. to your bitch
And we smokin' hair in the spliff
Gadgets
It's time for this shit to drop now
Pull up with these gadgets, who would've thought I was Inspector Gadget
Uh, uh-huh
Pull up to his crib, laptop on deck, shit is tragic
Damn, man
Tragic
Pull up with these gadgets, who would've thought I was Inspector Gadget
45 in my pocket, man, yeah, that shit will clap
Four metal jacket in my pocket, y'all let him have it
Pull up to his crib, laptop on deck, shit is tragic
It's default, so don't make him go and get the clappin'
Steam mask, black mask, man, that shit would happen
Your camera's just turned off like what really happened
Turn up your cameras like, nigga, I don't know what happened
Shooting through your windows like, bitch, yeah, you know this tragic
It's default, so don't make him go and get the finding
You and your whole damn crew
Tragic accidents really happen around the world
Dude, don't believe me
Just go and watch the news
Shit be corrupted, you can even check Facebook too
Son, I don't do watch TV, man
Shit, not my style, you know me, 5GB
Lighting up Christmas trees in the damn crib
Smokin' on this f*ckin' weed and with that fat bitch
Pull up with a gadget, pull a rabbit out the hat and shit
Thought this shit was real hard, fool, you just a robot, bitch
No Inspector Gadget shit, but I'm good on some fish and shit
Cut the f*ckin' cameras off, man, let's get jiggy with it
Control your cameras like, nigga, you can't see none
Think I'm f*ckin' lyin' like, nigga, go ahead, try this somethin'
Try it
Think I'm f*ckin' lyin' like, nigga, go ahead, try this somethin'
Danny 5000 walkin' down your f*ckin' block with the iron
Huh, and you know I'm not lyin'
Huh, I'm f*ckin' creasin', niggas
It's Danny 5000 with the crew
And you know how we comin', dude, we comin' to get you
Smokin' mad blunts, nigga, don't be in the crew
Don't need to be in the spliff while he rollin' that shit like R.I.P. to your bitch
R.I.P. to your bitch
And we smokin' hair in the spliff
Writer: Daniel Wilson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid