[Intro: Frat]
Uh, My name does not mean fraternity...
Yeah
[Verse 1: Frat]
They said you could do anything but I'm hard of hearing
Hard mathematics broken down in my algorithms
All that rapping all a result of all his rhythm
You said words? all i heard was potential lyrics
Potent chill mode induced by juice and goose
I got the juice like synagogue pews
You snooze you lose so choose your poison
It's the weekend so we could have a fun day
But buckle up we're rolling 'til we sober up on Monday
Your main thang said the main complaint is her man is mundane
Slant rhyme ain't no thang when you spit with slow slang
My southern words slur. Say slur words, get racial
Fox News interviews I bet we'll make cable
I wonder what they think I'm capable of
Say we could do anything when they're raising us dog
But then wouldn't really bet on most us making it dog
They get afraid of thinking of 90's babies making the laws
Making it hard for my father he'd be prouder if i was a lawyer
But i'm an artist I can't stomach another year of college
So, lawyer, rapper, singer either way it fits
I just wanna be rich and get paid to talk sh**
Took sh** growing up just for talking correct
Expect bars when i talk like i called u collect
And she seemed so much hotter when you saw her on the net
Get naked, Fall out of love in the Knick of time before i Jet
[Hook]
I think I love NY. It makes me feel like i could rule the world
And i think I might love LA. If I could f** all of the Cali girls
But they say leaving here's a no go
You get so southern comfortable
You get addicted So Co
You get addicted So Co
[Verse 2]
Christian born in the land of second line dance and voodoo
They used to ask, "whats your neighborhood?", now they ask what you do?
Or whats your major? tell em, "mind your damn business!"
You're just weighing my potential. So, is it lighter than my pigment?
This niglet went to marketing cla** for weeks
And turned what i learned into ats and tweets
Like watch my new sh** its so fly
Then review YouTube music views: good with chicks and guys 16 to 25
Cause my generation relates
To feeling like certain relationships ain't wanted in your state
Like big bad step dad who be trying to intimidate
Yeah I penetrate, lucky I didn't inseminate, while your a** trying discriminate
Who married to the thrown? act like my parents and separate
Got the crown? that's something that ain't your own like a surrogate
So, ooo yeah. ooo k** em. Hell yeah...alright
Pop Pop like like yours dad's dad or Chicago nights
Or like a pimple in Baghdad in a fire fight
With a proactive ad gone bad. I'm up so I'll write
I could rule the world with a pen, pad and a mic
Just give me the night
And I, I think I might
[Hook]