[Verse 1: Khary]
Oh, my
Oh my god
Illest n***a on your iPod
Everyone else?
Identity fraud
Fake IDs, I spot the flaws
They study me like I'm abroad
I got more drive than your garage
I need a black-on-black like Amistad
I rock racks on racks when I'm in Prague
You rock slacks on slacks, n***a f** yo job
You a corn, get a cob
Got a foreign girl that I call a Saab
Used to wear my heart on my sleeve
Now I cut it off when they get involved
That's a tank top
Tryna stay above water like a tank's top
'Til everything's mine, make a tank stop
I know you know that I'm kinda nice
Me and you could be dynamite
Keep it lit because I ignite
Where we go?
Maybe to that hotel
That I know you know well
I got a sack I should sell
But we gon' smoke
What it do?
When I see my n***as, it's nothing new
‘Cause we go back like FUBU shirts
I mean we go back like Pepsi Blue
You'd think I have a treasure map
All the exes that I bump into
Noxzema flows
No one's bumping you
Some how you're still a zit
When I look in the mirror I am still the sh**
I might Build-A-Bear
I might steal your b**h
You can Double Dutch into a ditch
If you come around with that hating sh**
You gon' call a n***a when he make a mil
Imma text you back like, “Who is this?”
All in all, I'm pretty dope
But I couldn't change her preference
‘Cause
[Chorus: Khary]
Yeah, yeah
(Yeah, yeah)
She wants a rocker
(She wants a rocker)
But I don't play the guitar
(I mean, I don't)
Yeah, yeah
I met her father
(I met her father)
Think he knows that we f**ed in his car
(We did)
Said I'm at some school at some college up state
Got a cottage in a Cape
Okay, I kinda lied
(My bad, bruh)
Today she told me that she needed a break
I ain't know what to say
Because I'm kinda high
[Verse 2: Khary]
Bad guy bullets
You can miss me with the bullsh**
You the plug, you the plug, you the plug, huh?
‘Bout to make it dim for you n***as like a dual switch
Blowing rappers out of water, that's a cool fish
In the frozen section I got no reflection
Working all night like a vampire
You broadcast broad bands, got slow connections
Headed for the top
Do it on my own
I need no Excedrin
I ain't f** your girl, but there were fingers involved
I gave her bowling lessons
Talk about spare time
Talk bout me, n***a?
Talk about airlines
Spit fly sh** like Autobot enemies
Hopefully the money pairs up with these paradigms
Is this where Atlantis is?
Head underwater, I demand a bridge
The sun's too far, not close we get
So we put it on wax like Icarus
That's vinyl, tryna feel Richie like Lionel
n***as only wanna ride the wave when it's tidal
They ain't even read the book or the Spark Notes
But somehow n***as feel so entitled
Everything that I do is clutch
Tell these n***as hold on to their purses
Rap like you bu*ton-mashing in Street Fighter
Tell these n***as hold on to they verses
I be like Ken, like Ryu
Tell these n***as they the movie versions
She gave me gave me Low End Theory
Now I think I need new Excursions
‘Cause
[Chorus: Khary]
Yeah, yeah
(Yeah, yeah)
She wants a rocker
(She wants a rocker)
But I don't play the guitar
(I mean, I'm not Van Halen)
Yeah, yeah
I met her father
(I met her father)
Think he knows that we f**ed in his car
(We definitely did)
I said I'm at some school at some college up state
Got a cottage in a Cape
Okay, I kinda lied
(I took some cla**es)
Today she told me that she needed a break
I ain't know what to say
Because I'm kinda high
[Spoken Outro: Khary]
Wait, where the f** is my guitar solo?
Dude, wait, dude
You should just solo without me, bruh?
Bruh, I played Guitar Hero on expert for like seven days straight
I drank Mountain Dew in my mom's basement, bro
I'd f** some goth chicks to this
Oh, you just gonna take another black man's guitar part, huh?
You gonna take another black man's guitar solo, huh?
A black man just can't play guitar, huh?
Nah man, f** this
f** this, dude
I'm out