What are you doin' to me, what are you doin', huh? You just want attention, you don't want my heart Maybe you just hate the thought of me with someone new Yeah, you just want attention, I knew from the start (What are you doin'?) 'Cause you knew that I,

Catch a body like Charles Manson, huh, watch them all panic I just grind and do the damage, huh, my bitch Atlantic Fuck her good, make me a sandwich, huh, now she romantic Where you at when we was broke? You didn't trap with us Nigga asked why he got

Bro's on yo block with that Glock, right now Try me like an Opp and indeed, get shot down She wanna, X wanna You wanna? L-l-lick my dick like a what? Nice! Lick my dick like Lil Wayne lollypop, huh! Hi, my name's Ryan! What do they call me? Wolf in sheep

Uh huh I'm worth it Gimme gimme I'm worth it Give it to me, I'm worth it Baby I'm worth it "Ooh I love your style" Uh huh show me what you got What you actin' shy for? Uh huh you see me in the spot like 'Cause I don't wanna waste my time

One more dance with you mama If I could only have One more time, one more time Huh, one more time, huh One more time I dream of the day I could go back to when I was born Laying in your arms, wishing you was here today mom Wish you'd appear

The best rapper alive (huh, yup) The best rapper alive (huh) Swagger right check, game tight And they goin', R-E-S-P-E-C-T me (who?) And you should, be afraid, be very afraid Fuck with me?

If someone said three years from now You'd be long gone I'd stand up and punch them out You took my hand, you showed me how You promised me you'd be around Uh huh, that's right I took your words, and I believed

Like I got neon guts And I got a colorful aura Higher than Elon Musk So high stars eat our dust Our jewelry's be on Tut Dark energy, we don't touch Yeah, yeah, yeah Uh huh, yeah, yeah Admit it, I move like amoeba

I never understood the frequency, uh-huh You wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huh I couldn't understand "What's the frequency, Kenneth?" is your Benzedrine, uh-huh You wore our expectations like an armored suit, uh-huh You said that irony was the

We mash up the place Turn up the bass Pack up and run We'll pack up and run We'll pack up and run away, huh? And make them all have fun Make it burn them And we will end your week