[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Whats good man
Hey real shit I'm fuckin' really fuckin' real
Yeah really

[Chorus]
Lexicon, Lexi-lexicon
Skinny n***a but I bet that I'm still flexin' on
All about my green, like a fuckin' leprechaun
My suit up look mean, gold Casio on my arm

[Verse 1]
Flow is untouchable
A lot of n***as thinkin' that they sick 'til I prove that they not, Dr. Huxtable
Stacking more cheese than a forty pair of lunchables
And even white kids is telling me "Can't nobody fuck with you"
Open the front door, with a can of Coke, and I'm sippin' it slow
K.i.D can spit, real shit, let these n***as know
Me and Mr. Man, these n***as is manikins
Can't move when I enter the room frozen in a stance, damn
Hand a n***a his ass with, eight bars of that real shit
Trill n***a, don't feel shit
I ain't into that pill shit
Shout out to my n***as gettin' it in on that Skyrim
5'10", light-skinned, grippin' on that light-nin
Spittin' that flame my n***a, come firefight me
And if you hate losin' then you really not gone like me
And if you give me sixteen bars wreckin' it
I been around the globe homie but seconds' where I've never been
Talk 'bout making hits though
I could make a list yo
My flows slick as Crisco
N***a's so cool, I piss cold
That weak shit you bring me
I K-I-D delete
Enough punch-lines to fight a n***a for three weeks
Yeah doggy doggy, yea doggy, n***as is off the leash
Campos will have your momma askin' "Where the fuck your teeth?"
K.i.D be workin', people askin' "When the fuck you sleep?"
"Sleep n***a?" I ain't had a bed since I was seventeen
Killin' beats and drinkin' Red Bull until it's hard to see
Yeah I'm on a diet, Mickey D's seven days a week
Weak n***as think they in my league, send em' back down to D
So ahead of my time n***a I feel like I'm 83
[Chorus]
Lexicon, Lexi-lexicon
Skinny n***a but I bet that I'm still flexin' on
All about my green, like a fuckin' leprechaun
My suit up look mean, gold Casio on my arm
Lexicon, Lexi-lexicon
Skinny n***a but I bet that I'm still flexin' on
All about my green, like a fuckin' leprechaun
My suit up look mean, gold Casio on my arm

[Verse 2]
I'm ready for action, Jackson, N***as know I'm attackin'
Smashin' n***as like an Asian taxi driver leave em crashin'
Casually I'm causin' casualties, I’ll leave these n***as gassed
I'm spittin that lighter fluid n***as don't know how to match it
Like a rug burn from Aladdin shit is tragic, n***a fuck around
Catch a whole overweight case said a n***a bow
Bang bang biggidy bang dang ow n***a ow
You can get caught in traffic, I hit the gas and lay n***as down
Yesum, and I hope God bless em
You can take your feedback and shove it up your rectum
And you take my insults right into the heart
Like all you n***as stink like damn n***a d'you fart?
(Damn n***a you fart, damn n***a you fart)
I guarantee you hear me and say damn n***a you hard
People want features be like damn n***a you charge
Cause on my SAT I scored damn n***a you smart
[Chorus]
Lexicon, Lexi-lexicon
Skinny n***a but I bet that I'm still flexin' on
All about my green, like a fuckin' leprechaun
My suit up look mean, gold Casio on my arm