Um, yo, welcome to the show
Hope we're the same level of uncomfortable
Jump to the front we'll pump up the flow
Get to know one another together we're gonna grow
Close, maybe hold hands and slow dance
With no pants taking your chance at romance
Or be old friends, see whatever you fancy
I tend to be the gentleman getting the deadened dancing
Like necromancy I'm a thriller, still a
Elite beast a beat killer, iller
Than any other fella who got a lyric to bellow
They prolly bitter but I'm sweet as vanilla, hello
Who's that man on the beat I see
It's the G - A - M to the B - I - T
A VIP, nobody play a set like me
Don't gotta pay a high fee to get hyphy
Can you dig it? Can I kick it? Wicked
If'n you like give me a mic and I'll sic it
I'm definitely the definition of damn tough
Better get your hands up if you a misfit
Come and ride with me
We can try to be anything we decide to be
Shine vibrantly, I'm intending to be bright and free
Until I die and that's fine with me
I believe you never know what your life can be
So forget your anxiety
You provide the beat and I'ma slide in a rhyme or three
Nasty son it's lima beans
And that's me, so props to you for coming out
And giving a minute to deliver what I'm about
So put up your stouts, your cold ones
Whole blunts rolled up toast up and shout
Homie no doubt, old women tell me I'm handsome
Damn son I been a hundred percent stunning and then some
Miss this heat you can kiss these feet for ransom
Have a seat like I'm Chris Hansen
After the track hits catch me maxin' it
But I'ma shit it like I'm packed with laxatives
I'm mad relaxing as if I'm Bob Ross
It's facts half these rap kids are happy accidents
Crafting back to back magic as if I mastered hat tricks
Hump like a crafty rabbit, but I never give a fuck like I practice abstinence
So bump and blast this shit
Come and ride with me
We can try to be anything we decide to be
Shine vibrantly, I'm intending to be bright and free
Until I die and that's fine with me
I believe you never know what your life can be
So forget your anxiety
You provide the beat and I'ma slide in a rhyme or three
Nasty son it's lima beans
Is Gambit the king of the dorks
Is a pig's pussy pork
I eat up the beat up, scream like Vegeta
Hungry like a cheeta son but I don't need a fork
Honestly they probably oughta be writing out a biography
All about me on how I don't gotta be winning lotteries
To be climbing from the bottom to the top
And I'm not gonna stop 'till I get everybody singing
Come and ride with me
We can try to be anything we decide to be
Shine vibrantly, I'm intending to be bright and free
Until I die and that's fine with me
I believe you never know what your life can be
So forget your anxiety
You provide the beat and I'ma slide in a rhyme or three
Nasty son it's lima beans
Boogie up