So Awesome

Goddamn, I'm so awesome (Yessah) Aye, this shit kinda neat Bikini Bottom, Shawty rock a two piece she ain't got no bottom Do she really love me? Do she want the super stardom? See my wrist drown its flooded at the fucking bottom Girl your messy ass friends ain't my fucking problem Boy we not the same, no you not in my column Tell me why they bipolar, like Georgia in the Autumn Bunch of little posers, Fugazzi, opossum Not me I'm so Awesome Never met a nigga like me before, Ain't built like me you Bionicle I deliver one hundred like a oracle, music to their ears they coming back for more Who that Puerto Rican nigga name? Nigga name Moe Shawty hold up, yeah you better take it slow Bands up booty go down when she on the pole MTV Cribs, yeah you peep the marble floor, like damn why the nigga so neat (Shh) Hush your mouth when I speak, only wanna hear that freaky shit in the sheets Only making music, only making money, and clapping cheeks More fat that lean when she pull out my meat Doors up time to go, when I pull out the keys Bye-bye you a gnat Shawty birds, and the bees Say you love me? Baby you a hoe Shawty please nice to meet you next appointment at three Dreads hang, Jimmy swang, the beat bang, hold up, aint none but a "G" thang But you cant understand you broke, low on bands get your money up Window shopping for some shoe, you hate "LOL" you lame Cause we popping bottles, and we sipping Dulce, aye Mami si tu quieres dulce? Oh, he speaks Spanish? Girl that nigga fluent And, after all that shit I'm still a Golden Kid, Krayko Breezy, going stupid New Patek, new fit always froze my wrist (Uh) in a drop top yeah that's my whip Did you know I bagged your bitch? (Goddamn I'm so awesome) Bikini Bottom, Shawty rock a two piece she ain't got no bottom Do she really love me? Do she want the super stardom? See my wrist drown its flooded at the fucking bottom Girl your messy ass friends ain't my fucking problem Boy we not the same, no you not in my column Tell me why they bipolar, like Georgia in the Autumn Bunch of little posers, Fugazzi, opossum Not me I'm so Awesome Drop top sport mode when I swerve in the coupe Hear a nigga rap, and sing thought I was in a group, studio in my room Thought you was "Hey Arnold" never jumped off the stoop Shawty twerk to the beat my shot I had to shoot Whatever she don't do, next girl gone do it better than you Goddamn aint that the truth Win win for the fellas' baby girl you lose Stop the cap shawty yeah you know you living proof Got three baby daddies, but at least you know two Be accountable, who the fuck is gonna wife you? Oh my god Breezy chill. Naw fuck that Cause I stomp on the beat, like I stomp on the yard Hundred-dollar bill damn they declined your card. Move out your momma house And go get you car, and go get you a job. Stop trapping in the backyard I know where you stay. Turn your momma to a star Remind me of the bitches on only fans, but she got two kids on her Instagram And her Facebook job say self-made Make a killing off of niggas making minimum wage Still pay for pussy because they cannot get laid (Ugh woah) Not me I'm so Awesome. She want super stardom You friends is not my problem Wrist flooded at the bottom Bikini Bottom, Shawty rock a two piece she ain't got no bottom Do she really love me? Do she want the super stardom? See my wrist drown its flooded at the fucking bottom Girl your messy ass friends ain't my fucking problem Boy we not the same, no you not in my column Tell me why they bipolar, like Georgia in the Autumn Bunch of little posers, Fugazzi, opossum