Penelope (feat. Lil Altoid)

Hey, get it Aqua style Why you got hit with the eye roll, huh? (Ah) Girl, if you know me you know that I'm psycho (psycho) This shit the wave and it feel like a tidal Only want money, I don't like false idols (ah) I hit your shorty into a new falsetto (fah') I been making moves while your boo gettin' pedaled (yuh) Smack with a case, right, no settle (ooh) Shorty getting broke in the gold stilettos (let's go) How you talk shit, I could ghost write melodies (bitch) Tell him, "Eat shit," like a human centipede (shit) She wan' come back like, "You should see the better me" (yeah) Used to be fine, yeah, imagine that it's heavenly How I got bread to see you can't have a lil', trick stressing me Two twin bitches named LSD and ecstasy Ice on my wrist while I whip up the recipe Boy talkin' shit, change his face like Penelope Neck pulled back, that's hella G's Death to the track, yeah, I read it, an elegy (huh?) Want a 100K, I ain't talkin' 'bout no ketamine If you want to get it mother fucker, I could let it squeeze Wipe the boy straight off the map, no clemency (uh) Jones for the shit on my track, Junie B Shorty wanna get up on my lap, Nicky, please Take her to the sticks like first, she get history, bitch Now I guess I'm rapping, so it's okay, lose my shit (shit, shit) They could call me Scrappy, how I'm barking out these hits (hits, hits) Shake that Laffy Taffy, I put Gucci on your hips (what?) Ain't it just so tragic that I'm just starting to spit (yuh) Okay, I send ya bitch back to ya crib like a repo Lil' dude with a big tool, Home Depot Mexican MILF, she call me her lil' chico Me and Wavehi 'bout to snap, where the beat go? Uh, diamonds so bloody, my neck is on Hitchcock Can't tell the time if you look at my wristwatch I don't got nothin' but blue benjies on me My wallet it might hit the crip walk (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Yo' homie a rat, yeah, we might have to catch 'em (ayy) Put two in his brain so he learnin' his lesson (ayy) And I hope he studied, we might have to test 'em (ayy) We press 'em (ayy), now we got 'em sweating and stressing (ayy), okay I stay with the protection like it's safe sex, huh Keep the metal on me not a latex, huh (okay) If you looking for him, hit a grave check (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Peel yo' cap back like I'm looking for a wave check, ayy I got the gas in my jacket, uh, uh Russell Westbrook, I don't pass it uh, uh I got the gas in my jacket, uh, uh Russell Westbrook, I don't pass it uh, uh If a nigga want smoke, we can gas him up No concentration (no concentration) Dropping hit after hit, don't mind me That's my obligation (that's my obligation) Altoid is back on the track, that's quite The proclamation (ayy, ayy) Made my own path, went A to C No domination Got all these hoes and God done blessed 'em all (ayy) Got the best of all (yeah) Ash Ketchum (yeah) 'Cause I really gotta catch 'em all (ayy) All dimes, bitches get wet off my rhymes God must've gave me a sign, I gotta shine Hop on the track with my slime Spit with my partner in crime, rap game is mine I run it back like a spine, your face will get realigned Now I guess I'm rappin', so it's okay to lose my shit (shit, shit) They could call me Scrappy, how I'm barking out these hits (hits, hits) Shake that Laffy Taffy, I put Gucci on your hips (what?) And ain't it just so tragic that I'm just starting to spit? (Yuh)