So, they told me that I could never be that ****

Never be no rapper, never get no bigger

I guess them **** wrong ‘cause I’m all grown up

As soon as my shit drop I’ll be all blown up, whaat

Look up in the sky, it’s a bird, it’s a plane

I be fly to the face can’t say that I feel your pain

‘Cause I’m too damn young, I’m too damn cool

I’m colder than ice flakes and sharper than ice skates

Post up with my **** she saying I like you (you)

Baby give me sugar tell a **** Type 2 (2)

Say she coming over she gon’ be here like 2

Got a girl with her I’m hoping I like too

Loving how I’m living I ain’t picking nothing different

If the sky holds the ribbon I’m ripping right through my gifts and

Showing ‘em off lately I’m blowing ‘em off

But a **** get some shine they be flocking like moths, awwww

Mic checky why you defending the bullshit

Gas **** up throw my finger now I pull it

Numero Uno, you don’t get too close, the fake **** drop from my world, Pluto

Hope I never be that **** that you never heard

It would crush me ‘til my bones I ain’t never scurrred

Weed keep me suspended but I ain’t never nerd

You the type to claim a city but ain’t never thurrr, ****

This 20 shit kicking in

Came a long way and I started this shit in 2010

‘Member when I first started rapping got some funny grins

Now I’m backstage conversatin’ with some funny twins

Yea, ladies put your hands up, uh uh, uh uh, fellas put your hands up

Shouts to all the women that can hold they man up

If that **** busy his lady can roll his gram up, uh

Check the grammar I’m blowing like Santa Ana

Throwing tantrums like I’m fucking up a Pamper

Stretch your vocab boy your style so cramped up

Wanna be cool lil **** getcha fans up, what?