Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Spookyli
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Justin Wright
Songwriter
Lyrics
Come out, come out wherever you are
**** mad at me now, these **** want to be me now
I think I am Professor X, your mind, I can read it now
These fuck-**** pissed me off, I'm going Wolverine now
This Glock look like Cyclops, 'cause that red beam on your teeth now
Fuck-**** played with me, he on a TV screen now
He in another place, **** thought it was a dream now
Racks all in my jeans, got a bad bitch, look like Jean now
I use to be humble, but I'm going Mr. Beast now
You ain't talking green, I'ma storm off like a mean child
Go Storm on your ass, bullets raining, they gon' teem down
Speakers jumping like a Toad while a **** speed now
I customized the whip, baby, Nightcrawler my seats now
I been spending money all on guns and some bling now
Bitch, I feel like Iceman, this ice all on my rings now
This bitch want to fuck on me, 'cause I be getting green now
Sexy bitch in all blue, I call this bitch Mystique now
**** say he going to catch me slipping, off the lean now
I wish a **** would, I'ma leave him where he be now
You ain't with the squad, ****, you ain't with the team now
I'm really going Weapon X, X-23 now
**** mad at me now, these **** want to be me now
I think I am Professor X, your mind, I can read it now
These fuck-**** pissed me off, I'm going Wolverine now
This Glock look like Cyclops, 'cause that red beam on your teeth now
Fuck-**** played with me, he on a TV screen now
He in another place, **** thought it was a dream now
Racks all in my jeans, got a bad bitch, look like Jean now
I use to be humble, but I'm going Mr. Beast now
Written by: Justin Wright
