[ Featuring Zooka ]
When he grows up, in fact, he would have wanted to wait until the year 2001
Is that he will have, in his own house
Not a computer as big as this, but at least
A console to which he can talk to his friendly little computer
She told me we done some leveling up
Code her emotions like C++
Create a pointer to all of her problems
Mixing the solvents and hope that they solve them
I've been so high, whole nother level
Watch is AP, just look at the bezel
When I'm around, my head on a swivel
Hitting the weights, my body chiseled
She told me we done some leveling up
Code her emotions like C++
Create a pointer to all of her problems
Mixing the solvents and hope that they solve them
I've been so high, whole nother level
Watch is Patek, look at the bezel
When I'm around, my head on a swivel
She wanna f*ck, give her a riddle
Tell her good riddance, bitch
Ain't no bitch want me when I was broke
And now that I'm rich, she want me to choke
She want me to cuff, I don't got hope
I'm letting it burn, put it in the urn
I'm mixing the pot, you know I churn
She tell me it's time, then it's my turn
She religious, I take her to church
I got me a table that's made out of birch
She broke my heart and that shit hurts
I'm famous as f*ck, but that shit a curse
Load me up, up in the hearse
Down in hell, could it get any worse
Taking the dab, my mind on the wire
Panic attack, this shit is dire
Doing the drugs, getting the hugs
I'm with your bitch, she giving me love
She give me the love, she give me the taste
Load a dab, take it to the face
You run up on me and I'll spray you with mace
Don't give a f*ck so I'm catching a case
Bring up the memory, all her problems
And of course you know, I can never solve them
She told me we done some leveling up
Code her emotions like C++
Create a pointer to all of her problems
Mixing the solvents and hope that they solve them
I've been so high, on another level
Look at the brand, baguette the bezel
When I'm around, my head on a swivel
Pull up on you when you're looking little
She told me we done some leveling up
Code her emotions like C++
Telling the table about all of her problems
Mixing the solvents and they won't solve them
I've been so high, on another level
This shit is a Millie, just look at the bezel
When I'm around, my head on a swivel
She wanna f*ck, finna' belittle
I'm fleeing the scene while I'm playing my fiddle
She asked me so I gave her a riddle
I'm so outcast, Malcolm Middle
Catch that shit, like George Kittle
Cookin' her heart, like kettle corn
F*ckin' that bitch, I ain't watchin' porn
My name XSpence, I'm reborn
Hit you with a tac, hit you with a thorn
When I die, y'all finna' mourn
When I come back, I'm soundin' the horn
I'm soundin' the horn and I'm causing war
Look at yo girl, she look like a whore
She let me in, pussy a door
She look at me, I know she adore
Army enlisted, shoot your ass
Don't give a f*ck, smokin' grass
Damn, that shit really cut off on me like that
