Boring Shit

I can be anything

Take a look, it's in a book

Take a look, it's in a book (uh)

I can be anything

Take a look, it's in a book

Take a look, it's in a book (uh)

Nowadays these niggas got tellin' ways

She liked me when I was broke, now I am hella paid

Gettin' more money than that nigga that's sellin' weight

I can not hear y'all, loud radio, heavy bass

I get dough, pastries like I'm sellin' cake

Smoke gas till I levitate

You ain't never smoke that jet fuel (yeah)

I got that from uncle snoop, yeah

I kept that shit 175, yeah, like seven quarters (what?)

I fuck so much that I probably got like seven daughters

Boy, you move too quick just like a rabbit

Run the game like tortoise

Fuck her to the morning

I think I'm immortal

I think I'm an alien that got sent straight down from a portal (yeah)

Touch it from the back

And I swear that I won't record you (yeah, yeah)

Baby, I'm not normal

Baby, I'm not normal (no way)

They don't like us because we not normal (no way)

We can do anything and I won't bore you

It don't matter to you but you know I can afford you

You rub on that amethyst, you know I can't ignore you

Watchin' Steven Universe, that's one hell of a story

You got guts, no glory, yeah (oh)

You got guts, no glory

You got guts, no glory

Whoa

Take a look, it's in a book

Take a look, it's in a book

Take a look, it's in a book

Take a look, it's in a book

I could build your confidence as you build mine

You like me, I will love you always until the end of time

It seems like that I'm always on that thin line (what?)

Like 808s & heartbreak, Kanye with a little hentai

Samurai Jack on a journey, on my lonely, always rockin' vetements

They asked me can I rap, man, can I?

But I chose to be a sharp shooter like Chris Benoit

Drivin' in that Lamb', I remember when my mom took me to Penndot

Fucked a girl from Sweden then I sent her ass to Denmark

Fucked a girl from la and I left her ass right there

Of course you rock with me 'cause I just came out this year (yeah)

But I'ma see if you really fuck with me if you listening next year (yeah)

Countin' all my bands up

Go ahead, throw your hands up

Throw your— (yeah), yeah

Go ahead throw your hands up

Mad because their—

Mad because their only chance up

Oh, yeah, it's in a book, yeah

(Yeah, your only chance up)

Yeah

(And I really did it)

Know I really did it

(Yeah, I really did it)

Take a look here, it's in a book

The b-I-b-l-e