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[feat. SD & Childish Gambino] [Verse 1:] Back up on my 1, 2, 3 metaphors I'm rhyming with CD, you would think I'm in stores And y'all know me, I'm D-O-P-E Screaming skins all day, no MTV I see a girl giving out blows like a prize fighter I'm on top of the words: call me a highlighter Oral sex in the morning: that's a head start Words like bullets, yeah I'm shopping like a leg mart State of the Tar Heel, fuck how y'all feel Young but I'm good, I got that fuckin John Wall feel While y'all pissed off, I sit and sip Cristal Hornets next flow, I assist like Chris Paul Flow like a quick river, lines like a stick figure So many drinks, I'll probably borrow someone else's liver And I'm warming up just like a fireplace I know I'm an acquired taste, go ahead and try to hate Flow just a brainiac? I'm smoking Huckleberry so I guess I'm Mark Twaining that They told me I was insane? I'm tryna get my chain on track So you should probably counteract the fact That you were typing that Letras de canciones[Verse 2:] Who dat who dat? You know who you doing it for? I mean, the game was all bad just a week ago Rap was bullshit - listen, I ain't hating tho Now brother, I don't have to fuck with? Satan ho She can't tell the difference, I been through? condition Wishing for air conditioning Feeling whatever I'm listening Now I'm on television, and did I forget to mention Your bitch is tired of missionary, boy you failed the mission Man, just look at how elevated Real niggas celebrate it, nigga fuck whoever hated My life accelerated, I had to wait my turn Then I redecorated That means my tables turned Live life, might as well, only way to learn Just try and fear? only way to earn So if you're selling crack or if you're selling rap Make sure it's mean so the fiends keep coming back [Hook] [Verse 3: Childish Gambino] I don't steal your girl: test me I stay Childish: watch me breast-feed Grandfather ran numbers: a criminal in Harlem The only thing he used to make was trouble with my father Father had me, said "stay away from cocaine! " Blood strain is gangster, my swag screams dope game I talk real nigga, this is what you ask for I shit green like vegetarian assholes Lighter than Wayne's pants at the VMA's Stick to what you good at nigga! Oh, everything?! Niggas want me everywhere, I'm yelling out "sorry! " There's only one of me like white girls with black Barbies Niggas mad that I ain't do shit I got a fly Asian bitch: that's a Shitsu Throwing out your jazz, but you don't look like Uncle Phil Fucking girls from TV shows, my DBR is? ville Shake it on Youtube, yeah that's a VEVO ho Black guy with a white boy's Cleveland show I don't know, all I wanted was different things Hope these hood niggas don't blow me off when they're listening All I do is work with white guys who are in their 50's And for some reason these white people think that it's interesting... Too many girls, but still not enough of me I love pussy like that old lady up the street Everything I spit is compilated and best of Black nerds run shit: go and ask? estlove I'm a hit it twice: retail I got a package like a gansta: G-mail Google and a penis reference, same sentence, goody goody! I love my dick so much they let a nigga host the Woodys Got a whole barbershop like "oh man, this shit is tight! " Solid shit... one wipe... From Letras Mania