Street Fighter

I hope you're not afraid of the dark Cause I found a spot for us to spark Ready, set, go on your mark I declare war for your heart I'll be your street fighter, baby Your John Wick your gas lighter, baby Lethal weapon, Tekken Don't disturb my recording session Everything basically whack Don't wanna sound too old when I rap Welcome to Chi-Raq My young bull dunking on Shaq I'm lyrically exhausted Speeding tickets on my dash I got nothing left in the tank I'm on E, I'm gassed You not nice, you only rap for likes Think Pink, Friday two I got barbs for life, uh It's all a blur, I'm on tour like Yachty Moving little boats, faster than a Maze' All my goonies dig for gold Hey you guys, I went platinum with the stove No I didn't, who am I kidding, I'm not hov With no ID, I kill a mic, let's go I'll be your street fighter, baby Your John Wick your gas lighter, baby Lethal weapon, Tekken Don't disturb my recording session I'll be your street fighter, baby Your John Wick your gas lighter, baby Lethal weapon, Tekken Don't disturb my recording session She took one eye at me and winked I bust a 182 and blinked Love smells funny, call me stink Fantasies of tying her to the sink It went down in the bathroom, she was pink I'm a skater boy, she Avril Lavigne Florida gator, fresh out the swamp Brighter than any bulb, she a lamp We in the club, without a stamp Part two of Lady and the Tramp Andre, she played with my flute This one time at band camp I'll be your street fighter, baby Your John Wick your gas lighter, baby Lethal weapon, Tekken Don't disturb my recording session I'll be your street fighter, baby Your John Wick your gas lighter, baby Lethal weapon, Tekken Don't disturb my recording session I hope you're not afraid of the dark Cause I found a spot for us to spark Ready, set, go on your mark I declare war for your heart