Look at Me Now

Parlato:

I don't see how you can hate

from outside of the club

You can't even get in

Leggo

Yellow bottle sipping

Yellow Lamborghini

Yellow top missing

Yeah, yeah

That shit look like a toupée

I get what you get in ten years, in two days

Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J

If you get what I get, what would you say?

She wax it all off, Mister Miyagi

And them suicide doors, Hari-kari

I'm getting paper

Look at me now, oh

Look at me now, yeah

Fresher than a motherfucker

Lil nigga bigger than gorilla

'Cause I'm killing every nigga

that can try to be on my shit

Better cuff your chick if you with her,

I can get her

And she accidentally slip and fall on my dick

Oops, I said, "On my dick"

I ain't really mean to say, "On my dick"

But since we talking about my dick

All of you haters say hi to it

I'm done

Parlato:

Ayo, Breezy

Let me show you how to keep the dice rolling

When your doing that thing over there, homie

(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

'Cause I'm feelin' like I'm running

And I'm feelin' like I gotta get away,

get away, get away

Better know that I don't and I won't ever stop

'Cause you know I gotta win every day, day, day (go)

See, they really, really wanna pop me (blow)

Just know that you will never flop me (oh)

And I know that I can be a little cocky (no)

You ain't never gonna stop me

Every time I come a nigga gotta set it

Then I gotta go, and then I gotta get it

Then I gotta blow and then I gotta shudder

Any little thing a nigga think that he be doing

'Cause it doesn't matter, (damn)

'cause I'm gonna da-da-da-da

Then I'm gonna murder every thing and anything,

a badaboom, a badabing

I gotta do a lot of things,

to make it clearer to a couple niggas

That I always win and then I gotta get it again,

and again, and then again

and now I move a little foul

A nigga better call a ref,

and everybody knows my style

And niggas know I'm the the best

when it come to doing this

And I be banging on my chest

And I bang in the east, and I'm banging in the west

And I come to give you more

and I will never give you less

You will hear it in the street

or you can read it in the press

Do you really wanna know what's next? Let's go

And you know we gotta go,

don't try to keep up with the pace

And we struggling and hustling

and sending in to get it

And we always gotta do it, take it to another place

Gotta taste it and I gotta grab it

And I gotta cut all through his traffic

Just to be at the top of the throne

Better know I gotta have it, have it

I'm getting paper

Look at me now, oh

Look at me now, yeah

Fresher than a motherfucker

Man fuck these bitch ass niggas, how y'all doin'?

I'm Lil Tunechi, I'm a nuisance

I go stupid, I go dumb like the Three Stooges

I don't eat sushi, I'm the shit,

no I'm pollution, no substitution

Got a bitch that play in movies in my Jacuzzi,

pussy juicy

I never gave a fuck about a hater,

got money on my radar

Dress like a skater, got a big house,

came with an elevator

You niggas ain't eatin', fuck it, tell a waiter

Marley said, "Shoot 'em", and I said, "Okay"

If you on that bullshit then I'm like, "Olé"

I don't care what you say, so don't even speak

Your girlfriend a freak like Cirque Du Soleil

That's word to my flag, and my flag red

I'm out of my head, bitch, I'm outta my mind,

from the bottom I climb

You ain't hotter than mine, nope,

not on my time and I'm not even trying

What's poppin' Slime? Nothin', five,

and if they trippin' fuck 'em, five

I ain't got no time to shuck and jive,

these niggas as sweet as pumpkin pie

Cîroc and Sprite on a private flight

Bitch, I been tight since Guiding Light

And my pockets white, and my diamonds white

And my mommas nice and my daddy's dead

You faggots scared 'cause I'm too wild

Been here for a while I was like, "Fuck trial"

I puts it down, I'm so Young Money

If you got eyes look at me now, bitch

I'm getting paper

Look at me now, oh (ha)

Look at me now, yeah

Fresher than a motherfucker...

Okay Okay Is that right?

I'm fresher than a motherfucker