Caveman

Getta Beats

I think I'm a caveman, I pulled up on a T-rex
Show that steerin' wheel off, it's a sleeve check
Try that punch out, boy, it's a ping check
Put that pint in the freezer, it's a lean check
Mind of a maniac, I woke up shootin' at my shadow
Robbers already ready, they ain't lootin' for no ammo
Think it's Call of Duty, pull a boozy in commando
Calrizzian, I'm in the ship, zoomin' like I'm Lando
Cali' in Byron, my lawyer, yeah, he Jewish
MegaTron, touchdown, hell yeah, she threw it
I ain't BabyChief', but hell yeah, we do it
Bro don't pop Perc' tens, like, hell yeah, he chewin'
All the Bape in the closet made a monkey like I'm Stewie
Bitch, you got a funky butt, funky breath, funky coochie
What the fuck goin' on? I think someone laced my shrooms
I got paid granny age and she old as shit
The walk-in a cry baby, you be throwin' fits
Throwin' dubs in they face, nah, shows my shit
Lock in, how you ain't got no goals to hit?
Huh, I just wanna band and some more
I just wanna trend, that's the goal
Ordinary civilian, I need my ski' on
Hell yeah, I skip arm day, but my weed strong
PowerPuff, SB's, I'm Professor Utonium
Can't believe nowadays, they be flexin' zirconian
Cactus Jack T on in the next hit, Utopia
All this gun smoke and Zotti, cannot hand me an opiate
Boy, she a six at the best, don't gas your girl
The fiends fallin' off the needle like Astro World
Lil' mama on VS, she'll pass on pearis
Swervin' Urus trucks, bitch, watch the Lambo twirl
I wouldn't gamble with your life, this ain't DraftKings
Why you go to FanDuel with your last cheese?
Killin' black Chrome Heart like I'm Batwing
When you see Jimmy on the road, ain't DeGrassi
Hit him with that Drac', watch him disappear like Gatsby
Blunt full of muffins, you would think it's from the pantry
We be all through lil' Ypsi just like Ramsay
He ain't never live up to the hype, Marcus Camby
Ain't no pen, ain't no pad, just some brainpower
Drummin' gang, hit the club, make it rain shower
When I did go to school, scam was eighth hour
First ones here, I guess that make the whip the Mayflower
We just three deep, me, James, and Mayfield
Why you got a vest on? I hope you got a brain shield
High as hell, she like, "Boy, the signs ain't you"
If everything else fails, just remain real
Kitchen full of blue jays, Vlad Guerrero
I told Lando, "Drive Vetty or the stabbed Camaro"
So much white in the spot, look like Cracker Barrel
I never even seen Nev, it's just McNamara
I told neph' shoot his gun and stop actin' scary
You ain't even got a ring, why you actin' merry?
The Glock got thirty-one in it, January
Gelato everything, what you need, apple, cherry?
Every time you go and perform, the club's dead
They know I got the ups in this Hawk, spud whip
Jeans loaded like a order out of Spud Headz
Tool on me, state troop trailin', that's a gut wrench
This bitch got everything but rent
All the back-up crib, that's some buckhead
I might pull a YNW on you, what is trust, friend?
I'ma call her Beavis, I don't get nothin' but head

Nyeh, heh