Lyrics LUIGI'S MANSION - Missing Texture

Awgust, why you trappin' so hard?
Posted up in Gotham, I like Batman but I'm robbin'
Cause your bitch just gave me top and to be honest, it was awesome
If I had to give a pointer, it would be my second finger
I just really feel immaculate, cause I just got her number
I'mma hit her cell in a bit, bet she ain't celibate
Yeah I sell a bit, only to my fans and shit
And maybe to the bitch under the mistletoe, we kissed
Now I think I'm out of rhymes for this, so I'mma write about her tits
They were big, twins, got to second base
Then the whole party saw her with the home run face
We both came, out, of the back room
And I swear you would have thought we both had killed a kid or two
So then I dipped and called a friend I knew and
Hit the city harder than a boy named Sue, don't fuck with you
I'm making money moves and shitting out some Player 2's
Need some party shit and booze, I'm like 6 foot he like 2
I'm a rapper he a tool, I'mma-
This a halftime, like a smoke break, shit-
Might've accidentally doubled up the double date (hmm)
Oh well (oh well!)
Eat yo food bitch (eat!)
And tell your friend I that heard her sayin "rude, bitch!" (oh my god)
Aye, I don't get it baby, I'm delirious
She paint my nails, I'm feelin' this
Copped a new girl, Fergalicious
I don't get it though, bitch
Storm clouds round me on some Greek god shit
Hometown cheerin' every time I move an inch
Aye, I'm the most creative 20-something-year-old that you know of
Henrietta in the back, Missing Texture on the track
By the time I graduate I'll be selling out, in fact-
Let me clarify, I ain't sellin' shit (like, shit)
Hot shit, baby I'm adept at everything I do
I turned down a woman pushing fucking 40, yeah it's true
If I had known I was this back in high school-
I would've never made it through, I would've never paid my dues-
And I'm posted up in Gotham, I like Batman but I'm robbin'
Cause your bitch just gave me top and to be honest, it was awesome
If I had to give a pointer, it would be my second finger
You are just inadequate, I'm the one that's running shit
Na-Narrator, Stanley, baby I'm both
I'm the whole damn team, homie I'm the fucking GOAT
Imma make her lick all the spit off of my tongue
And no we ain't done, bitch, 'til I say that we're done
I beat Luigi's Mansion, this beat mansion
Miss me with the sub, baby hit me with the mention
Walk into the club, I'm feeling all of this tension
Who the hell are you? I think I might have dementia
Aye, wouldn't really know it though, I sing like Figaro
I need a vegan hoe, I'mma pop a wheelie in the Kum & Go
This shit is too easy bro, flexing on you shitty folk
I just popped a molly making fire, I'mma drop and roll
Yeah, aye, yeah, aye, drop and roll
I'm just having fun at this point, least until I'm broke
Roster getting bigger every time I release
So I got a new bitch every week up under my sheets
In Lu-i-gi's Mansion, aye
Lu-i-gi's, okay, uh yeah
I will freak, okay okay, yeah
Posted up in Gotham, I like Batman but I'm- (but I'm, but I'm)
But I'm robbin' cause your bitch just gave me top- (but I'm, but I'm)
Bittr glittr, aye, bittr glittr!
Yeah I'm posted up in Gotham, I like Batman but I'm-
Clockwork