[Chorus] This is what I’m talking about Shoutouts to the people going out With a shout Yeah, uh We getting out of the drought At this point in my life I’m saying "fuck it I’m out" [Verse 1] And I wanna go to space Get away and destress Yes I’ve been to Barcelona I’m in Spain without the S I’m older than a chatroom You would find on a DS People say they’re fine But inside, they are depressed I wanna know why people lie all the time But if fibbing was a crime, I’d be committing all the time Is there a reason that I lie, when I’m spitting all my rhymеs Is it cooler if I’m selling pounds, was used to sеlling dimes? Stop playing with yourself, who the fuck you think you is? Homie think he can outsmoke the whole wide world ‘Cept Snoop and Wiz Think you’re so buff, you know stuff? You really don’t know shit Easy to be a jerkoff When there’s no one on your dick And Charles Dickens In your kitchen making Grandma’s chicken No Colonel Sanders But you know I get to Finger lickin’ Just the right amount of sauce And boy this shit is kickin’ Line by line So you know this shit stickin', yeah [Chorus] This is what I’m talking about Shoutouts to the people going out With a shout Yeah Uh We getting out of the drought At this point in my life I’m saying fuck it I’m out [Verse 2] Odd parents like Timmy make me blast like Jimmy In the drop, getting gas, bump Aminé, shimmy shimmy Wanna be like Yeezy, gon' find me a Kimmy Imma name my child east, cause I’m from New York City Uh Tell me what to do Tell me how to act Fuck it imma do my own thing Get used to that Gonna try and change the game up No fuckin' cap Make it rain on everybody else world Like dogs and cats I ain’t flexible Lyrically acrobatic Smoking on the strong Man it’s potent and aromatic You drive like you got a stick up your ass In your automatic Summer, spring, and winter Let’s be real because autumn has it Who you know that’s rapping 'bout The weather and the seasons? Why the hell I do it? Shut up bro, I got my reasons Tryna get my legend status Like I married Chrissy Teigen Imma get my own PJ Cause I’m on Spirit and Allegiant Guess what man? Guess what like the Russ song Tryna get my money like the hair man Russ long Aw Who do you put your trust on? If you think this end of Wilcon Man you just wrong!
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