You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you Warm it up, warm it up Warm it up, warm it up, warm it up Warm it up, warm it up Warm it up, warm it up, warm it up This that Young Sinatra shit, yeah this that Young Sinatra shit Shut the fuck up and listen whenever Young Sinatra spit Yeah your girl as fine as hell but she a Young Sinatra chick Hey Bobby how can you tell? She on the Young Sinatra dick All these rappers wack as fuck, make the Young Sinatra sick RattPack be the squad, that's that Young Sinatra clique God damn, this the Young Sinatra clique, God damn Listen, yeah, I'm visualizing the realism of life and actuality Step to me fatality yeah this shit is my galaxy I am who the baddest be I'd rather be at academy Of killers, I'm glad to be me Magnify the shit like bifocal Motherfuckers talk on the internet but in person they never vocal Come to the hood and fuck you up if you prefer to be local I'm local, from Noho, to Soho, getting G's like I'm Frodo, you know ho I'm Blessed like Sunday, flyer than a runway Little Bobby never second guess that he goin' make it one day One way, or another my brother word to your mother They should give me a badge 'cause I'm always under-covers God damn I'm a miraculous man You know I get, I get it, I get it, I get it The Young Sinatra spit it, rewind it and rip it I can murder your whole album with a 30 second snippet Pass the Mary Jane like I'm running a train with Peter Parker On tour, I have more sex in the city than Sarah Jessica Parker The deeper and deeper I go it get darker They say they want the old me, they want the Young Sinatra back The one that murder it, rip it up, never gonna give it up around an almanac Yeah I'm all of that, fall back, like September again Bashing these rappers so hard that they won't remember again When it comes to Hip Hop, bitch I'm indigenous to this It's apparent, I'm bearin' down like a parent When the beef is at steak, I'm Mastro's My god level lyricism surpass flows I'm much more than fast flows Money, talk, cash, hoes Greatest of levels, I've passed those Fuck that rap shit, this that trap shit (Bobby) This world is my contraption (Bobby) I was born and raised in the trap, son (Bobby) Talk shit get kidnapped, son (Bobby) I don't really know why I rap, son (ayy) Money in the bank, yeah I got some (ayy) Couple sports cars, yeah I bought some (ayy) Logic never flex, Bobby get it done (ayy) Y'all don't really know where I come from (come now) Talking that shit, I'ma come for it (what's good) Tell me what you really know about me right now Anything I want I get it somehow Fuck that trap shit, this that rap shit Give me the hand like John the Baptist Ready to rip it, I hope in the captives Greatest alive like I'm Cassius I put 'em all in they caskets They can't seem to get past it I'm a bastard that mastered the flow and none of y'all ready for this massacre though Fuck with Logic, yeah that's a no Matter of fact it's not impossible just highly improbable like Saying the police isn't robbable But I'm liable to walk up in a station in blue face Like fuck the police! Blue lives ain't a race Fuck whoever said this rap shit was never a race This shit a marathon Murder you motherfuckers and carry on Claiming that you really 'bout this shit You got your Jim Carrey on, Liar Liar I might crucify ya Number one 'til I die Will never retire I am the Messiah I am the God of this shit This is how we do it Yeah I started this shit, yes I started this shit like Fuck that rap shit, this that trap shit (Bobby) This world is my contraption (Bobby) I was born and raised in the trap, son (Bobby) Talk shit get kidnapped, son (Bobby) I don't really know why I rap, son (ayy) Money in the bank, yeah I got some (ayy) Couple sports cars, yeah I bought some (ayy) Logic never flex, Bobby get it done (ayy) Y'all don't really know where I come from (come now) Talking that shit, I'ma come for it (what's good) Tell me what you really know about me right now Anything I want I get it somehow You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you