I Gotcha

[verse]

They call me lupe i'll be your new day

They wanna smell like me they want my bouqet

But they cant they they accented like the uk

Turn that ude lupe to pepe le peu spray

Flagrantly fragrant and they can't escape it

My perfume pursued them anywhere that they went

You dont want a loan leave my cologne alone

It's a little too strong for you to be puttin on

Trust me i say this justly

I went from musty to musky and yall can't mush me

I warned yall cornballs i hush puppies

The swans in the pond called my duck ugly

But now they hug me because it's lovely

They love the aroma of a roamer the world

Got the shakers and the skaters and the player and the girls

Keep the fakers and the flakers and the haters in a twirl

[hook]

You want the flava ma

Hey! i gotcha

You want the realness

Well! i gotcha

I know you sick of them players big car and watch ya

Either they pimps or they macks or they mobsters

You want the real sh*t

Hey! i gotcha

You see my peoples here

You know we proper

You we do it

Right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right

[verse]

And i'm from chi-town thats where i flies 'round

Keep some cartier frames over my eyes now

We used to gangbang a lot of that done died down

Children of the hat tiltin' keepin hope alive now

All with no high i do it so fly

Bank caesar tack helicopter with the bow tie

I love my city really hope that god bless it

Have my mind moving faster than that hog in the hedges

Welcome all of yall to my dark recesses

This is where i keep the bars like bathtub edges

My ivories and my doves my levers and my zest's

It takes half of your bubble bath to match the freshness

The belly of the beast you know i'm from it

I wrap it in a towel here go my pal in the stomach

And i be on my green like irish spring and i coast

Fudge wit it and get a mouth full of soap

[hook]

You want the flava ma

Hey! i gotcha

You want the realness

Well! i gotcha

I know you sick of them players big car and watch ya

Either they pimps or they macks or they mobsters

You want the real sh*t

Hey! i gotcha

You see my peoples here

You know we proper

You we do it

Right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right

[verse]

And so to sign off this beat i rhyme off

Is from the looniest p and hugo mind boss

You feel it in the air its such a fine force

But you dont hear me though just like a mime's *thoughts*

That's cause i'm in europe me and my friends tour'a

I'm on my pimp my temperature is temperer

I take it easy on my watch i'm watching tv

*am i as clean as ma hurry she see the hare is tryna beat me*

As i continue to do lu's pace

They say him got two heads and four eyes just like screwface

But see my secret's safe its in my secret safe

That's in my secret room on my secret base

So from the runner of the fnf crew

Come in hip hop we've come to resurrect you

You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you,

[hook]

You want the flava ma

Hey! i gotcha

You want the realness

Well! i gotcha

I know you sick of them players big car and watch ya

Either they pimps or they macks or they mobsters

You want the real sh*t

Hey! i gotcha

You see my peoples here

You know we proper

You we do it

Right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right