Woo, this that shit they didn’t want me on
I’m ‘bout to act a badonkadonk, shamone, shamone
Don´t need sugar, I need cream, I´m dark and strong

The garbage man puttin´ on cologne around my room
I´m on, I´m on, this that shit they didn´t want
I act a ass and shit a skunk, I will, I won´t
Black your eye like will.i.am, you Willy Wonka
That´s me in the Lamb, I´m disappearin´ like Jimmy Hoffa
AK-47 my business partner, business is swell
French kiss a bitch, she don´t speak French, can´t kiss and tell
I push his ass in the wishin´ well, then wish him well
Sippin´ syrup like ginger ale, but I´m the quickest snail
From here to Hell, I hear them hail, I give them hell
I´m spittin´ hail, I´m Clinton, well, I did inhale
These niggas frail, they Chip and Dale, they little girls

Watch me act a donkey, then pin a tail, spit out your nails
Uh, glory, hallelujah
Holy shit, I´m the holy shit, I´m God´s manure
I know how to hack a jeweller ward and not computers
I meditate like a Buddhist, Holy Ramen noodles
And now you sleep, I´m inside your room wit´ a lot of shooters
You wake up to this chopper tool, it´s like, ´Cock-a-doodle´
I´m aqua-cuckoo, I turn your Fruit Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
I´m hotter than Honolulu, glory unto you, glory

I´m aqua-cuckoo, I turn your Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
I´m hotter than Honolulu, my clothes and socks and shoes new

I been a boo-boo since ga-ga goo-goo and Dada, FUBU
Make everybody that knew you boo-boo, I got them spooked too
I drive a neutral, shock the future like Dr. Luther
I´m not accuser, your mom a cougar, I sock it to her
My cocaine white as a white beluga, I like bazookas
I´m high as lunar, I´m wilder than Tyga´s Nikes, Pumas
Woo, this that shit you didn´t want me on
My weed louder than underarms and car alarms
Cheers, I said, ´Surprise´, but couldn´t party long
I got to get back to the grind and the drawin´ board

But all this fuckin´ art destroyed, this the art of war
These niggas´ soft as teddy bears, talk to Marky Mark
I wet your block, leave it a waterpark, broad or dark
I whip the work like tartar sauce, you want it hard or raw, huh?

Uh, glory, hallelujah
Holy shit, I´m the shit, Porta-Potty Tunechi
Unload the Glock profusely, I´m soarin´ out confusion
Your motor mouth keep vroomin´, I´m goin´ Tony Stewart
I´m on the fluid, I´m ruined, I´m cold as Boston Bruins
Lost in the shoo-shoo and who´s who and I lost influence

Lost my point of view ´til I find a mirror, start talkin´ to it
It told me the truth, it said I´m the shit and you party poopin´
Lord, oh, Lord

Am I talkin´ crazy, too much coffee maybe
I smell like money, I know broke niggas feel nauseated
The broads´ elated, my boys are faded, my car´s the latest
My bars the greatest, they rated X like Marvel made it
She caught the babies, she barfed the babies, they orphans maybe
We got that white girl like in the ´80s, that Marcia Brady
I dicked Tracy like Warren Beatty, I´m warm as Haiti

I´m armed and lazy, I´m sprayin´ until my arms is lazy
Pardon my mental, I´m higher than Continental
Went from flyin´ cockroaches to flyin´ without credentials
That´s private, tell the pilot, ´Be quiet, we need our privacy´
Throw you off this bitch if you wired, justifiably
Hustle wit´ a motive, you know this, I´m wit´ my whoadies
No snakes, no rodents, no ad-libs, no chorus
No stress, no worries, took you to a respiratory
It´s self-explanatory, the glory is mandatory, glory

Uh, glory, hallelujah
Holy shit, I can´t hold this shit, my bowel´s looser

My towel´s newer, my powder room is for powder-users
You see rolled up dollar bills filled wit´ snot and mucus
My tie is Lucas, my driver´s crusin´, my partner´s ruthless
My flower´s rootless, my pocket´s roofless, she poppin´ roofies
I´m not a student, I´m not assumin´ I´m not a human
You are not immune to this kind of music, you got ´em, Tunechi
You got ´em, Tunechi, I got ´em