I Gotchu

New kind of loco Undiagnosed Look at what I don't show in the IG photos Catch me getting hyphy when you switch up Bro no You are just a fan, dumb Now you going ghost Like Yee Put me up on a billboard All I do is win no matter what And I will score any second Minute, hour of the month Better build your endurance Whoa It's a game of tag and you're it I just want more whips Wanna stack more chips On my pringles flow Pop my lid off and I get real crazy Maybe I need to hit the psych ward Yeah But who's gonna take me I gotchu Where we going now bruh Rumor has it that you is the baddest man in town, huh Wow uh Looks like I was led astray Treading murky waters Just a hook and bait How the turns have tabled What you talking about They like: chyeah bruh's ill But I ain't from the south It's in my DNA to go to stupid Before you try and press me: Go and check the blueprint, please Don't come at me sideways Cause when I pull up, and I ain't talking driveways Put you on a bulletin, and I ain't talking MySpace You ain't get a mulligan You're running out of time Wait Running out of line may Get your ass ran over I ain't talking about a night train Running outta luck I'm a leper, you a con You slimy, you a muk Bruh, you a Pokemon Ew Imagine being you You ain't got a soul Cannot walk inside your shoes You just want control So no matter what you lose Better learn your role It's the labels that you choosing Altogether clueless What I do, I do it well Check my middle name I do this You a nuisance to my mood It's best I leave you in the past Imma make it out to Ruthless When I sign your autograph I gotchu Where we going now bruh Rumor has it that you is the baddest man in town, huh Wow uh Looks like I was led astray Treading murky waters Just a hook and bait How the turns have tabled What you talking about They like: chyeah bruh's ill But I ain't from the south It's in my DNA to go to stupid Before you try and press me: Go and check the blueprint, please I can't be the bigger person When you got an ego bigger than a doctor I'm a surgeon, you a vermin I don't look like Lil B, but I be cooking up You don't deserve the worship So no longer am I looking up To you, son Yeah, that's right Can't go casting shadows You ain't in this light And I might Just get a little out of pocket At least I ain't out here Worshiping a false prophet