YG Interlude

I thought this dude was a rapper, man Yo, Peter Parker's scared to rap Ay, D, fuck it, man Ay, let's make a beat from scratch Fuck this nigga Wait Allow me to tell y'all what I'm 'bout Like a dinner you got reservations But I'm 'bout to eat up all the doubt Hey, come on, I'm a flower let me sprout Looking like I'm straight out of Comic-Con, scrawny don Hungry Ramadan, my mama wrong She don't think I got a job, but I'ma make great cheese like Parmesan I'm hardly on But the rent paid 'cause you know that pussy flow good, I menstruate If we got off on the wrong foot like Bengay It's because I'm higher than a bitch, men's pay Rappers thinkin' that they hot Blow your nose motherfuckers, it's not I ain't never fought a man in my life I have only slept with four different girls Still, you can get it though, get every crevice, though Come on some chicken, like fresh mozzarella Hella good ebonics, I think like a comic My females got bombs on they body like they were Jihadists And my libido is scary like Magic Johnson near mosquitos, hm I'm tactical, I'm back and forth From acting dull to rapping for you Attracting lore in the faction form, when the track's recorded It's about to put me on the racks like a fashion store I just want a girl let me hit it on a work day I don't think my dick has grown at all since the first grade I'ma get the cake with my gifts like a birthday Separate it with my lines like two lanes I don't want a Grammy, bro, I got two and they're fairly old Stay with more bars than a graph, I'm on top of the class Hop in the bath with a bad little lady with ass I'm making her laugh, the neck like a baby giraffe Shaking it fast, making it last, haters are mad, saying I'm bad It's like an eighth grader training a class It's crazy and blasphemous I'm 'bout to break 'em in half, I'm making my path I'm waiting on my break like a cast Somebody get a boy a gig, he got drive and flash Like a flashdrive