[Intro]
Huh, aye
Aye, aye
Yo, turn my mic up in the booth, yuh
They said Asians can’t rap
What the fuck is that bullshit?
Let’s get it
[Hook]
Bruce Lee with the flow (Fuck)
Jackie Chan, choke hold (Aye)
I don’t fuck with these hoes (Fuck)
I only stick with my bros (Yuh)
They said Asians can’t rap (Aye)
Well I can, that’s a fact (Fuck)
Don’t need a Louis fanny pack (Aye)
China squad got my back (Yuh)
Bruce Lee with the flow (Fuck)
Jackie Chan, choke hold (Aye)
I don’t fuck with these hoes (Fuck)
I only stick with my bros (Yuh)
They said Asians can’t rap (Aye)
Well I can, that’s a fact (Fuck)
Don’t need a Louis fanny pack (Aye)
China squad got my back (Yuh)
[Verse 1]
I am not who you might think (What?)
White people call me a chink (Fuck you)
See me all up in the streets
And then they start talking in bad Japanese (Ah, senpai)
This world’s got way too much hate (Yuh)
‘Cause of my yellow tan face (Fuck)
This shit is out of control (Aye)
I gotta put down some force
Run it up, run it up, huh
These bitches still wanna fuck, huh (Aye)
Make yo' bitch swallow my sons, huh
Beat the pussy ’til she numb, huh (Aye, aye)
They say Ionika playin’, huh
I say you rappers is fadin’, huh (Huh)
Shriveling up like a raisin, huh (Aye, aye)
I might just go Super Saiyan, what, aye
[Break]
What you rap for?
What you, what you rap for?
I’m hotter than some Szechuan sauce
That money’s what you adore
What you rap for?
What you, what you rap for?
You ever try to fuck with me
I’ll rip you on that soundboard, aye
[Hook]
Bruce Lee with the flow (Fuck)
Jackie Chan, choke hold (Aye)
I don’t fuck with these hoes (Fuck)
I only stick with my bros (Yuh)
They said Asians can’t rap (Aye)
Well I can, that’s a fact (Fuck)
Don’t need a Louis fanny pack (Aye)
China squad got my back (Yuh)
Bruce Lee with the flow (Fuck)
Jackie Chan, choke hold (Aye)
I don’t fuck with these hoes (Fuck)
I only stick with my bros (Yuh)
They said Asians can’t rap (Aye)
Well I can, that’s a fact (Fuck)
Don’t need a Louis fanny pack (Aye)
China squad got my back
[Verse 2]
One, two, three, man
Can you light that weed?
And a four, five, six
Yeah, I need to get my fix
Seven, eight, nine
Yeah, that ABG too fine
Are we on ten yet, huh?
Graduate on this beat like I’m Kanye
When I roll down the streets, putting words to the beats
All you other rappers sleep, shit I’m banging on the keys
Holding brown Buddha beads, Asian culture in the lead
Making money trees bleed, no I’m not a fucking teen
Try and pick on someone else your own size (Aye, aye)
I’m a fucking giant, you suckers just fun-sized (Fuck)
You won a Grammy? Well, that show might just be all lies (Aye)
I’ll go and swat you, ‘cause you pests look like some small flies (Fuck)
[Bridge]
Stack my tracks up like I’m Queen B and Jay Z (Aye, aye)
Defeat my foes like a tiger, you can call me Jet Li (Huh, water)
When you hear those bells ring, you know I knocked you in the ring
Rappers flexing Rollies, they don’t hear that fucking Glock sing (Aye)
[Hook]
Bruce Lee with the flow (Fuck)
Jackie Chan, choke hold (Aye)
I don’t fuck with these hoes (Fuck)
I only stick with my bros (Yuh)
They said Asians can’t rap (Aye)
Well I can, that’s a fact (Fuck)
Don’t need a Louis fanny pack (Aye)
China squad got my back (Yuh)
Bruce Lee with the flow (Fuck)
Jackie Chan, choke hold (Aye)
I don’t fuck with these hoes (Fuck)
I only stick with my bros (Yuh)
They said Asians can’t rap (Aye)
Well I can, that’s a fact (Fuck)
Don’t need a Louis fanny pack (Aye)
China squad got my back (Yuh)
[Outro]
Yo, whatever kind of fucking pussy boy
Said that Asians can’t rap, 操你妈
Bet you even don’t know what the fuck that means
Don’t fucking run up on my crew
You get fucking slapped up, pussy boy
Yuh
Generation Wavy, 2019
Peace
