Full Metal Dummy

Borderline psychopath, pull it back Let it blast, then I laugh, I'm over shit Dollar signs on my mind, all the time On the grind, I will find the golden clips I think I lost my marbles (where'd they go?) Keep a couple rolls packed inside my cargos (I don't know) Keep a couple screws all loosey-goosey Keep my shit wide open, you can see right through me Didn't think, necks could articulate like that People gave y'all props, I'mma take mine back I'm like Akon back in his Konvict days "Smack that", let me take all the blame I got so many plaques on my wall of shame I had so much plaque in my mouth again They say that boy quite nice like the south of France Tryna bring them back to life like alchemy Wait, aye Thiago is full metal Planting evidence like Iago in Othello Catch hands, mano a mano we gon settle Advance, flowering up with no petals I need a million dollars Bad bitches who all swallow Self-esteem, common sense Shots of liquor, confidence Lots of friends, lots of foes Happiness, I suppose But the world keep telling me shit ain't free baby Positivity's not for me baby Dilated dialogue dark thoughts tag along What you want? A cookie or something? What you taking me for nigga, a rookie or something? I deserve me a medal, am I a Wookiee or something? Steady living in hell, can He cook me or something But everybody need me and everybody bleed me Everybody line up in lines just to see me Funeral pyre, forever been on fire nigga Pull up on the scene like Gump, Gump, Gump Gump Run shit, yeah run dun da dun dun We don't really give a fuck what you want Yeah we be goin' dumb dumb dumb dumb Dumb dumb dumb dumb Yeah we be goin' dumb dumb dumb dumb Dumb dumb dumb dumb Yeah we be goin' dumb dumb dumb dumb Rolling up the Bible paper, I'm so close You won't ever find no vape in my photos Adventure time, but feeling like Jojo's Thinking you the last real one, but you Momo Oh no, say bye when you see me 'Cause it just might be the last time I get the vibe mixed it when it lag I'm tired of being so fake, it's a drag Yeah talk about fashionably late, Time Crisis It's 2019 and you still wear Osiris The look on your face man, that shit is priceless Grinding the finest of joints, heh, arthritis In Brazil with Thiago, pass the Fuego They don't believe the movement man I feel like Galileo Yeah the stone face see-through, wrist is just a veil All your hate overhead, bitch I'm Gareth Bale I would like to see you try, motherfucker We always dressed in black, yeah fuck the other colors Yeah I'm paper cut covered 'cause I shower in my money All you rapper's jokes, but none of you is funny We the real deal, I built this all from the ground up Listen to our music man you never heard this sound And when you think you got the edge, man we counter Cemetery Drive, changing everything around us Borderline psychopath, pull it back Let it blast, then I laugh, I'm over shit Dollar signs on my mind, all the time On the grind, I will find the golden clips I ain't selling dope but this shit hella dope And I been selling it like selling dope ("Oh you selling dope then?") Nope, that's a metaphor hoe, it ain't literal Little Bo-Peep lotta sheep I'mma let 'em go Don't fear me when wolf bear teeth I need funds like OPB, that's 503 talk Violent fuck a peace talk, vibin' till my knees lock And I leave chalk on the pavement, what a day man! Blood on my jeans and my grey flannel You can huff a couple fumes but you ain't Van Gogh My paint can overflowing yo, don't you see these hands dummy? See these CD fans love me like duh, I'm young money Mr. Nothing's Funny, old at heart, I don't fuck with twenty-somethings And their fuckshit, tell me who you fuck with Tell me what's the fuss kid, I see your sus slick shit Got twists like I'm Biskwiq, switch it up like a stick shift Pull up on the scene like Gump, Gump, Gump Gump Run shit, yeah run dun da dun dun We don't really give a fuck what you want Yeah we be goin' dumb dumb dumb dumb Dumb dumb dumb dumb Yeah we be goin' dumb dumb dumb dumb Dumb dumb dumb dumb Yeah we be goin' dumb dumb dumb dumb