Broiled Mode - SYBYR

I ain’t even bodied up

I’m a mothafucking tyrant, I’ma titan in myself

I got too much in my mothafucking bag I gotta show

I got too much in my mothafucking bag I gotta help

Ooh, ooh, ha

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ha

On the side of the road, call it Kawasaki

I had too much fucking hot pockets, and miyagi

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

They ain’t tryna hit me, they ain’t really tryna feel me

They ain’t really tryna hit me, they ain’t really tryna feel me

They ain’t really tryna hit me, they ain’t really tryna feed me

They ain’t really tryna hit me, they ain’t really tryna…

I’m like ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Gotta hit it again lil bitch, hit it again with that shit

Hit it again with that stick and I hit

Hit it again and I stick

Hit it again and I shit

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

I don’t need nobody else, I don’t need nobody else

I ain’t need nobody else, I ain’t need nobody else

I ain’t need nobody, I ain’t need nobody

I’m like ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Cabbage long, path is strong, gotta get it how you live

Gotta hit it outta here, gotta hit it outta here

Diamonds dancing, diamonds dancing

Diamonds dancing, diamonds dancing

Diamonds dancing, diamonds dancing

Diamonds dancing, diamonds dancing

And they see me coming back, back

Huh, matching in all black, got

Too much in my head, uh

Finna spin a lap, uh

I got too much that, uh

I got me a check, uh

That bitch calling back, what

Got a check, got a check, got a check

Spent the check, huh

Now we get it back like this, huh

Now we get it back like that

Aye-um, aye-um, woah, woah

Aye-um, aye I’m with the damn aye-um's in the fucking cream

I am gone screaming like a fucking damn

I got me some shit that need some mothafucking leisure

I’m like fuck it, I’m like

Yah yah, yah yah

Yah yah, yah yah

Then I yah yah, yah yah

Hot potato in the damn tomato sauce, I be chugging

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh

Too much sauce in the kitchen and these lil niggas cooking

Now I’m finna get it, yes mothafucka, how you feeling?

I’m like ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ah

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ah, mean

Huh, think I’m fucking playing?

Hey kid, uh