[Intro: Deepak Chiubrah]
Uh...
Shouts out to Ho-kago Tea Time
And XJJ Collective
And Chelsea Wan for keeping it trill
[Verse 1: Deepak Chiubrah]
Killer crew, shooting models listen to my battle cry
Point-and-shoot all night, every night until I die
We flashing by, fashion fly, dopest camera guy
Living the life of a photographic samurai
Tear this beat up need no scissors, I'm a lion check my whiskers
In the bedroom playing twister, who's your daddy call me mister
Only hundreds in my pockets, homogenous mixture
Got six hundred likes on Danielle’s starbucks picture
Your bitch so basic, balls blue like litmus paper
Drew the Mona Lisa on a graphing calculator
I'm a ghetto ass nigga, with a bit of yellow flavor
Your flow so weak I drink it up, no chaser
I'm a roaring tiger, a beast untamed
I once ran the streets of Irvine, free and unchained
When I got out of prison, things just weren’t the same
But I’m back on track bitch, call me a chiu-chiu train
[Verse 2: Slambdog Trillionaire]
I should go on tour, is it weird if no one would be at my shows?
I’m out front with it, Rudolph of the group, my nose even glows
Just kidding it’s a metaphor, my face is normal I swear
But my rhymes are absurd, hard to understand, beyond compare
“How can you brag on your first song?” she asked
I wish I could answer, but its too hard a task
It’s harder than it looks, but I make it look easy
So sit down and listen, if only just to appease me
My flow’s kinda stupid, but not bad for a new kid
On the block, I’m a 90s pop hit from the future
I’ll give you a dollar to buy my 99 cent song
Is that weird, I’m I doing rap wrong?
Sorry, but I guess rappers don’t apologize either
Do I sound more hard when I’m at your neck with a meat cleaver?
Did I go too far? I guess this verse is PG-13
Just wait for the movie, Ill show you a pre-screen
Now let me politely pass the mic, when I leave the stage don’t stare
But remember, the name you’ll Google later is Slambdog Trillionaire (hah)
[Interlude: D-Eazy]
"Rap wizard bitch, call me Albus Dumbledore!"
[Verse 3: $LIME]
The baddest hoes they watch us, ladies grabbing at our crotches
I diversify my bitches, stocking several pantone swatches
Got enough cheese in my pockets, ladies sliding on my rocket
I'm a legend like the Loch Ness, no lie, I keep it honest
So to tell the truth, my flows so hot it melts the booth
Don’t stand too close, it’ll melt you too
Put your hands up, like raise the roof
Rap game colder than a saber tooth
Gun slinging G’s, all aim at you
So basically, I’m no basic dude
Didn’t swipe your girl, psyche, April fools
I’m a god so call me Kanye, the dollar sign, my cachet
Sipping gin and juice with Bombay, sipping white, rose, and andre
Your girl blowing me like Pompeii and she's hotter than picante
Catch me freaking your fiancé, on any given Sunday
Hide your wife and hide your children cause I'm on a fucking mission
Leave your ladies panties missing, I don’t ask she just starts stripping
So I'm swimming in her schism, did her up and then I'm dipping
Got 8 figures in my income, stacks of cash, my ecosystem (uh)
