♪ Yeah, turn my headphones up just a little more, just a little bit Chillin' with my homies and we vibin' All this postin' and I'm sippin', I ain't drivin' Life a motherfucker, but we still survivin' Colored people time, but nigga, we still arrivin' Chillin' with my homies and we vibin' All this postin' and I'm sippin', I ain't drivin' Life a motherfucker, but we still survivin' Colored people time, but nigga, we still arrivin' Ayy, I'm feelin' like Andre, pre-3K Cause all I got is Benjamins, y'all know the regimen R-A-T-T-P-A-C-K, rappin' like back in the day Yeah, you heard what I say from EBT And watchin' BET on my TV, it's a platinum CD Now I got it like that, the boy brought it like that Yeah, they gon' bring it back like an illest sample from the 70s I'm feelin' heavenly, grew up in Maryland And now my neighbor is Beverly Even when Bobby boy over the hill in his 70 I'ma be packin' that weaponry, I am the greatest alive You already know it, I don't gotta say it, this * is telepathy If you feel different, then step to me, cause I've been ballin' Shot callin', droppin' heat back to back while y'all stallin' Y'all wanna end it, yeah, but I'm all in Climbin' a ladder, ain't no way I'm fallin' Couldn't have my darlin', married to the gang Couldn't not feel the pain, but I got a side bitch and that's real We love to make movies, I told you that's real, that's just how I feel Tell me what it, tell me what it really, really give for a life like this Know the boy won't fade away, take it day to day Everybody wanna hate straight away That's how we livin' in the world today I'm Louis, you more C.K., was an outcast On the come up back in the day And now I'm more Andre, post 3K, like woo! Break it down, break, break, break, break it Break it down, break it down, break, break, break it Ayo, ayo, * you like Cee Lo Bucket and I reload Sippin' Pellegrino sugar, sip like Tarantino In the cup like Lilo With everybody we know We all in together like three cousins in the 90s And if you don't know about that * Then you don't know about rap *, that's jack * You ain't got a nickel, son, yeah, I said that's jack * You ain't got a dime, dawg, you dropped it, that's rat * Stab you in the back, *, ratchet My style is impeccable and nobody could match it Bruce Wayne terrorizing Gotham, I'm that * I'm Kim Kardashian with a hatchet Constantly reshaping his body at work, I'm an introvert Wonder why I smoke dope, no wonder why I can't cope Far from evil, I'm kinda like Spike Steegle A cowboy paid for retrieval Bitches jump into conclusions like Evil Knievel Best believe you, bitch, I'll leave you stranded Tryna dab me up left-handed, I'll leave you defeated And amputated to the blood coagulated I force the crowd to throw they hands up like Hannibals My God, what a fuckin' animal Sicker than givin' brain to Hannibal Lecter You come correct, but I come corrector Fool for thought, behold the lecture Ayo, I kill the pussy, yeah, I make dibs and remade I'm an original screenplay in a world of remits I record my * the first time, you need more than three takes Lyrically, I'm undefined on this fuckin' beat tape Sonna anata wa hontou wa logic wo aishite yamanai ndesho Mainichi kare no koudou ga kinina tte shikatanai hazu Osoraku anata wa kizukanai uchi ni toriko ni natte shimatta no ne Sekai juu de kiiteru LATBUG no minna Watashitachi wa tomo ni rekishou kizande kita Itsumo anata tachi wo aishite kansha shite imasu Merryland kara Nihon e aigokon desu LATBUG motherfucker Arigatou LATBUG motherfucker Kyaa LATBUG motherfucker