Sky Hooks

Verse 1

Alright, this the type of shit they be playing at the barbershop

I hear these mafuckas saying that it's all for naught

But I ain't stopping till I make it to the top y'all

They about to feel stupid talking like a dropped call

Cause I'm about to pop off ma dude, the flow too cashy

And this white dude ain't trashy

I'm actually college educated, U of R abbreviated

Got inebriated but ma GPA was still amazing

On that 3.93 tip, fuck you know about a

Eastside G spittin uncontrollable

I mean if clever was the measure, then I'm better than

Whatever rappers getting cheddar, I'm the king, and they Coretta

They some bitches like a kennel got

Dicky spittin devil hot

Listenin to my writtens got you whistlin like a kettle potttt

I can't stop til I make a dent

But this is greatness, take it in

Ya namsayin cuz

Yall mafuckas wanna be that kid

Want to lease that whip

Want to be that sick

Das a mafucka in this mafucka getting dough

Like a mafucka in this mafucka whatchu know about a

Late teen wit dreams, debate team to frees

To makin these hooks like Kareem, yamean

Now ya man deep in the game, but keepin the same

Cause I believe, I been keepin the faith, y'nawmsayin?

And I spit that shit so asinine

Been known to jerk my dick just to pass the time

And I ain't never really care for these fake mafuckas

Take mafuckas cake like I wait on these mafuckas

Hate when these mafuckas talk to talk

I'm at the plate, but you know I'm getting walked or balked or somethin'

And you ain't even in my league lil shawty

I'm a beast you can find me on the beach wit a sporty lil young thang

Tan lines out the ass, so bad she about to go to Alcatraz

I gotta second wit the tenth, thinking alphabet

Lil Dicky only breaking bad bitches, Malcolm's dad

I'm on the beat, know you heard of that

G that'll murder cats

Freak raps, my dude, my genes in a fertile sack

Balls full a ballplayas, Archie Manning

I could even let a few in ya family

Now I'm laughing cuz

And I'mma cake like it ain't nothin

I stay humping wit a cock, trying to date something

I'm straight frontin cause I'm not, hard top on my mama's Lexus

I ain't stoppin til Lil Dicky and Obama texting

Dog, I just wanna rap til ya man straight blow up

I'm nasty, throw up

My fam reads Torah

And I can do this shit on the reg ya dig

White mack sound brown like Texas's

I'm really dreaming bout the 22s but I can do it though

I got a Jewish flow and I ain't ever had a student loan

I think you knew it though, darling, ya man correct

I tell y'all bout ballin, Stan Verret

Cause I been known to use a metaphor

Only fuckin ten or more

Thought I was an artist but I think I'm liking metta more

Atlanta, Japan to Amsterdam

Ya boy bout to run up into the stands, ynamsayin baby