Lyrics:
Praise to God cuz He got me
It's a gift to rap, don't box me
They might tryta describe me
Th only word to define me is
Whatchamacallit macallit
right now, right now
It ain't cheating, it's a whatchamacallit (haha, ooh, ow!)
This could be our little secret, our whatchamacallit (ow! Ooh)
Girl,
running our city
Me and my girls , a couple of fly misses
You can't quite figure us out cause we on that
Whatchamacallit ca call it, call it ca call it
Giannis we get to the bucks, the Buckets we ballin
Yeah, TTG ridin' around with them Whatchamacallit's
Yeah, they goin' out, shambolic
Had to make
We like Blow Pops
cnd we like Chupa Chups.
We like Five clive
cnd we like Juicy Juice.
We like Pop Rocks
cnd Whatchamacallits, too!
We like Hot
bend
Slow the metronome
We'd fall asleep
Listen to Sigur
Blow on them horns
Our broken pasts
Far behind us
And the future unborn
Whatchamacallit
That
super combo finish
King crown just to match my demeanor
Little baddie witta booty and a D cup
Im da real life whatchamacallit
I know i make everything
And smoke that shit all by her Doley
Smoking on whatchamacallit
Fuckin fucking wit Whatchamacallit
Driving a whatchamacallit
No payments you know that I
Yo, whatchamacallit?
People always talking, Chihuahuas barkin'
Whatchamacallit?
Kickin' it not in the coffin, Stay Christopher Walken
a whatchamacallit
Back to back with it
I'm bleeding out all hits
So many zeros
Don't know what to call this
They only knowing my name not my story
If I fuck with you
the occasion
It's Friday night
Gone and put that shit on
So I can rip that shit off
Gone and spray that sweet shit
Yeah that whatchamacallit
I ain't with
Pull up in a whatchamacallit
My brothers keep hammers ready to nail you down
Shop at neman markets
When I'm back in town
I don't know what to call it
whatchamacallit's
I know that lifestyle ain't what you want it
N*ggas rock chains, just to say that they flaunting
Next thing you know they ass sitting Dungeon
say that you got it
Arguing with you takes energy, girl, I ain't got it
And to think, you said you was a whatchamacallit?
You claim you a goddess
Why
a rapper or singer I'm just an artist
But the hardest and the smartest fasho whatchamacallit's from New Orleans
Got em touchin they toes like woah
Yes I'm
know, girl, I'm just stuck in my ways
Did whatchamacallit with what was her face
Keep it 1000, I won't say no names
You know that it wasn't love anyway
I'm so underrated
Rolling these blunts as fat as my wallet
Cash in this letter can't fit in my pocket
Don't know her name she whatchamacallit
Glock in
we could take this to the top?
I think I'm about to fall let me breathe
If you're chocolate i will eat it like whatchamacallit's
And if you're
the tennis
Flawless new shit
Nah not no what-cha-ma-call-it
Blue strips stacking overflowing
Be about ya business
Keep it in motion
Ha yeah
Fall past summer
case of the whatchamacallit's
I caught it crawling through the vents
Bread and circuses
For all purposes and all intents
But hear me out
I'm a real trap nigga, baby, I'm so used to ballin' (uh-huh)
Catch me hoppin' out that what's-her-name
Smokin' on whatchamacallit (yeah)
Neck
off
Pull up in a whatchamacallit and take the top off
I love to see the haters watching take the block off
You ain't got no money in your pockets,
a hint, ima pimp not a simp,
Rest in peace pimp c, kay slay, and nip
I gotta live life and not just exist, word
I need l all this
Whatchamacallit
and whatchamacallits
Are nouns, nouns, nouns
Every Mr. You-know-who
Every Ms. So-and-so
Every thingamabob with gobbledygoo
Even wind that blows
Nouns are people,
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