BONKERS! (feat. Ima)

Oh hi Oh you want You want me to go up to the stage Hold up hold up I got some shit written This whole wide world my coloring book Ive listened and written ive given and took But everything's cool at the end of the day But before all that I got something to say Hey Hows it going bitch its mister live and prosper When it comes to flavor im the fucking founding father Living in a story book I came to make it odder Going as planned I should know im the author I cant get it wrong i gotta do it Right Forage all the fruit thats left Right Elevate lets take this to a brand new height 3k on the last LP Aight In and out Scream and shout Tell you bitches what im bout Ride it out When in doubt Travel Down A different route Youve been here Ive been there Thoughts are spilling everywhere Pick a destination cuz your mind can take you anywhere Why is that Whats it for Your the writer make the lore Make some time Then make some more Yall aint ready Whats in store Take a seat Tie your shoe Ultimatum starts with you Chopped and screwed Still in tune Tell me what you boutta I Made it to the seven all the way from the burg And i made it to the city all the way from the curb And my notes app is on fire think my phone boutta melt Man I must embody love I guess im full of myself All 193 thats the land to be conquered Bitch so bad had no choice but to cop her Hot and bussin out like a jalapeno popper Fuck up outta here man you bitches must be bonkers Man you Man you Man you bitches must be bonkers Bitches must be Bitches must be Bitches must be Get it Flip it Tell me Get it Get it Get it Tell me Flip it Get it Get it Tell me Flip it Flip it Flip it