[Intro]
Aye
Yuh, arr
[Chorus]
That's my spice girl, I call her wasabi
Feel like Glokknine, movie in the lobby
Wild creature, but I'm not here to pop a Dobby
Courthouse, alleyway, ain't no hobby
Crackers in a race (Aye), Will Ferrell, Ricky Bobby
Situation smart, he'll figure it out but he ain't Tommy (Damn)
Lotta these lil' people runnin' round like carbon copies
I've been humbled all my life, so fuck it if they think I'm cocky
[Verse]
I don't play nobodies heart, I prolly care about 'em (Yeah)
I done pulled up with that fye, stopped and stared at 'em
Fuck a food fight, cause I'ma throw a chair at 'em (Lame)
I'ma do my own shit, fuck a bandwagon
Fruit of the loom, cream of the crop, they said they hip to this
Not the same language, said I'm speaking gibberish
Funny how these people thought I was illiterate (Okay, okay)
All these crackers artificial like some licorice (That's on my jits)
[Chorus]
That's my spice girl, I call her wasabi
Feel like Glokknine, movie in the lobby (Rrr)
Wild creature, but I'm not here to pop a Dobby
Courthouse, alleyway, ain't no hobby (Aye)
Crackers in a race (Aye), Will Ferrell, Ricky Bobby
Situation smart, he'll figure it out but he ain't Tommy (Damn)
Lotta these lil' people runnin' round like carbon copies
I've been humbled all my life, so fuck it if they think I'm cocky
Aye
Yuh, arr
[Chorus]
That's my spice girl, I call her wasabi
Feel like Glokknine, movie in the lobby
Wild creature, but I'm not here to pop a Dobby
Courthouse, alleyway, ain't no hobby
Crackers in a race (Aye), Will Ferrell, Ricky Bobby
Situation smart, he'll figure it out but he ain't Tommy (Damn)
Lotta these lil' people runnin' round like carbon copies
I've been humbled all my life, so fuck it if they think I'm cocky
[Verse]
I don't play nobodies heart, I prolly care about 'em (Yeah)
I done pulled up with that fye, stopped and stared at 'em
Fuck a food fight, cause I'ma throw a chair at 'em (Lame)
I'ma do my own shit, fuck a bandwagon
Fruit of the loom, cream of the crop, they said they hip to this
Not the same language, said I'm speaking gibberish
Funny how these people thought I was illiterate (Okay, okay)
All these crackers artificial like some licorice (That's on my jits)
[Chorus]
That's my spice girl, I call her wasabi
Feel like Glokknine, movie in the lobby (Rrr)
Wild creature, but I'm not here to pop a Dobby
Courthouse, alleyway, ain't no hobby (Aye)
Crackers in a race (Aye), Will Ferrell, Ricky Bobby
Situation smart, he'll figure it out but he ain't Tommy (Damn)
Lotta these lil' people runnin' round like carbon copies
I've been humbled all my life, so fuck it if they think I'm cocky
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