[Verse 1]
Your prime was in high school, I just started
Your best dressed day will be inside your coffin
I'm all gassed up and I started farting
I'm eating this year and I'm fucking starving
So where the food at? Tell me where the food at
I'mma eat 'til my stomach resembles that of Buddha
I'mma make you (Get back motherfucker!) like I'm Luda
The day I stop rapping rappers saying "Hallelujah!"
I'm a scary looking dude like my first name is Severus
My basilisk slithers into her chamber of secrets
If she got an ex, I do not care who the fuck it is
She looking at the ya-ya and she call it Snuffleupagus
10 bands, 50 bands, 100 bands, fuck it man
You cannot wrap my money in rubber bands
I love the booty! I'm the prisoner of ass-kaban
The game's full of squares like I'm out here scrolling Instagram
[Hook]
You like to run your mouth
Every time I turn around I know you do it all the time
You like to run your mouth
Every time I come around you never say what's on your mind
Well run it up, run it up
You're a no-pussy broke boy I think that sums it up
Run it up, run it up
While you talk about me I'm running it bruh
[Verse 2]
I run the game like a track star
I turn up like a frat star
I need fame like a rap star
I need it ASAP like the Trap Lord
Everybody wants to make a track like A.K
Make the kind of ring that can make a ting twerk
Everybody wants to make the next work of art
But nobody really seems to understand the art of work
Girls running from their problems got emotional baggage
Girl running for office gave me the stimulus package
Girl running in my mind gave my brain brain-damage
Girl running on the treadmill is the reason I'm rapping
I'm the boys, you with your friends
But no matter who's here I got my eyes on you
Namaste to the girls that I should date
As-salamu alaykum to the ones that I do
[Hook]
You like to run your mouth
Every time I turn around I know you do it all the time
You like to run your mouth
Every time I come around you never say what's on your mind
Well run it up, run it up
You're a no-pussy broke boy I think that sums it up
Run it up, run it up
While you talk about me I'm running it bruh
[Verse 3 / Outro]
I'm the kid everybody in my city want to be like
You talked a lot of shit in high school, yeah
Look at me now, guarantee you want to switch lives
10 years later, guarantee you want to switch wives
This is a product of me rapping from 5-9
But I'm rapping better than rappers rapping from 9-5
It's when I'm in the booth that I feel the most alive
Fuck being in the crowd, I want to see the other side
I want art, I want love, I want passion
I want to live everyday like I'm the Renaissance
I went from having a list of women I want to fuck
To being on the list of men that women want
To all the bruhs from my past, if I get it y'all gon get it
I'm a man of my word, if I said it then I meant it
They gon feel me even if I'm on some anesthetic
Man, they said I had potential but I turned it to kinetic
I know myself, I know my worth
I am not trying to be the next Zuckerberg
I am not trying to be the next Kanye
I'm just trying to be the first ever A.K.
The only place you come before me is the obituary
Success before work is only in the dictionary
I'm drawing out my future and it's looking visionary
You drawing out yours, it looks like it's from Pictionary
TSA thinks I'm a terrorist, they're right in a way
With these songs that I make, I'll blow up soon
To any rapper trying to stand in the way
Jump on the bandwagon while I still got room
Everybody loves lights, camera, no one does the action
I go harder than you when you're erect and I'm flaccid
Won't be satisfied 'til every basic white girl I know has my lyric as an Instagram caption
I want to fly! I want to fly
Before I settle for that 9-5
But even if I fall and die at least I'll always get to say I had the balls to try, motherfucker
