Heems
Rap rap, ahaha Rap rap, ahaha
Hip-hop rap, ahaha, Rap, yo
Heems
I'm a soldier I'm a mastermind
Flashing in the flashiest fashions
That the masters buy
Passersby passing me asking me
If they can match this fly
Maybe with a mastercard
Ask this guy
Childish Gambino
I got a rush card so i gotta stunt hard
Rush limballin' while i'm listenin' to tune yards
Baby put your shoes on we gon' turn the club out
Dammit i broke my foot again I might have to sub out
Nostalgia, ultra you hang with vultures
Nigga we eatin' good like we oprah's roaches buenos noches
Heems
Buenos dias frida khalo papas fritas
We eatin' good so they think we free masons
I'm about my paper like wb mason
I'm about my paper like a staples or an office max
Never have to off a cap makin' money off of rap
He went from potential abortion stat
To the cat that pay his mama's mortgage cash
Lookin' fancy in a foreign flash
Chammomele tea that we pour with splash
Childish Gambino
Yeah, remember frutopia?
That shit was delicious but snapple came back around
And put 'em out of business um, that's a snapple fact
Used to eat apple jacks that's that heems rhyme that
I'm usin' for this battle rap still got love for you
Nothin' like them other dudes I am fly, you hudson news
Leave mcs with cuts and bruise comfortable like huxtables
But fuck eating my vegetables
Heems
Yo, how come they don't sell batteries on the train no more?
I guess it's cause the ipod came out
I guess it's cause the ipod came out
Yeah, i'm fresher than samantha, strange man
Aguala catch me up in walhala, i'll holla
I put snapple in vitamin water for two bucks
Pepsi came and bought it for nothin' like what the fuck?
I'm from national wholesale liquidators
Rock bottom, odd lot and all the haters
Does benihana even sell wontons?
Donald just put me on a bonton
Childish Gambino
Yes i did man, i goddamn did, I'm five foot ten
I might just win I'm tryin' not to die like them
Laid out in the street like mr. Hooper, nigga
I remember havin' to eat two scoops for dinner
But it's all good post obama and post ye
Three six got an oscar it's all okay
Man, i beg your pardon trayvon martin
Atlanta is my home, but we treated like martians
I used to be a square like a marlboro carton
Like, niggas wasn't callin'me nigga like last week
Only nigga in some liquor brown pants as we speak
Yeah, gambino say it twice ATM machine, nawmean?
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Rap rap, ahaha Rap rap, ahaha
Hip-hop rap, ahaha, Rap, yo
Heems
I'm a soldier I'm a mastermind
Flashing in the flashiest fashions
That the masters buy
Passersby passing me asking me
If they can match this fly
Maybe with a mastercard
Ask this guy
Childish Gambino
I got a rush card so i gotta stunt hard
Rush limballin' while i'm listenin' to tune yards
Baby put your shoes on we gon' turn the club out
Dammit i broke my foot again I might have to sub out
Nostalgia, ultra you hang with vultures
Nigga we eatin' good like we oprah's roaches buenos noches
Heems
Buenos dias frida khalo papas fritas
We eatin' good so they think we free masons
I'm about my paper like wb mason
I'm about my paper like a staples or an office max
Never have to off a cap makin' money off of rap
He went from potential abortion stat
To the cat that pay his mama's mortgage cash
Lookin' fancy in a foreign flash
Chammomele tea that we pour with splash
Childish Gambino
Yeah, remember frutopia?
That shit was delicious but snapple came back around
And put 'em out of business um, that's a snapple fact
Used to eat apple jacks that's that heems rhyme that
I'm usin' for this battle rap still got love for you
Nothin' like them other dudes I am fly, you hudson news
Leave mcs with cuts and bruise comfortable like huxtables
But fuck eating my vegetables
Heems
Yo, how come they don't sell batteries on the train no more?
I guess it's cause the ipod came out
I guess it's cause the ipod came out
Yeah, i'm fresher than samantha, strange man
Aguala catch me up in walhala, i'll holla
I put snapple in vitamin water for two bucks
Pepsi came and bought it for nothin' like what the fuck?
I'm from national wholesale liquidators
Rock bottom, odd lot and all the haters
Does benihana even sell wontons?
Donald just put me on a bonton
Childish Gambino
Yes i did man, i goddamn did, I'm five foot ten
I might just win I'm tryin' not to die like them
Laid out in the street like mr. Hooper, nigga
I remember havin' to eat two scoops for dinner
But it's all good post obama and post ye
Three six got an oscar it's all okay
Man, i beg your pardon trayvon martin
Atlanta is my home, but we treated like martians
I used to be a square like a marlboro carton
Like, niggas wasn't callin'me nigga like last week
Only nigga in some liquor brown pants as we speak
Yeah, gambino say it twice ATM machine, nawmean?
Tell Me Song Lyrics, Childish Gambino Album Lyrics, Childish Gambino Tell Me Lyrics,
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