Childish Gambino - b**h Look at Me Now lyrics

[Verse 1] I do not talk, I am just a rapper Sick boy make moves like a chess piece And that move real quick like Nestle Let me make it clear for a second like Pepsi I was never worried 'bout my wallet being empty Cause when it was empty, I was still happy Walkin' with my Walkman, freestyle rappin' High school bullies like what the f** happened n***a off the hook like I f**in' shot the captain And this is me relaxing, rappin' is my hobby I did this in my bedroom where I separate my laundry Watchin' old episodes of Shining Time Station You are now listening to my mouth on vacation (ation) Why you doing this, what's your motivation? I am just a rapper, I don't need the paper No Will Smith went off without a hitch man C-H-I-L-D is the ISH man Do sixteen bars no wristband I'll always be childish, call me Maggie Simpson Run the track like my tongue's an Olympian I've always been this good, you just weren't listenin' [Verse 2] I'mma try to make my street cred stack up I mean I'm rapping over Grizzly Bear, what the f**? Gather swagger up, before I take it all You started rapping when you wasn't good at basketball I started rapping cause I f**ing need some Adderall I can't do one thing, I'm just too good I can't do one thing, I am Tiger Woods I make your iPod hotter than a lighter would Picture me in sixth grade, overweight, overbite Got my fake Adidas on, whiting out the fourth stripe Kid named Vincent got it out for me, I hate that guy Frodo from Chicago, really small and shy You better recognize, cause I know better now Cause I was always sick, my life's a hospital And that's some funny sh**, that turd is Apatow That female dog is blind, well b**h look at me now! I'm wearing tight jeans and nobody's laughing More p**y than recycled sanitary napkins b**h sitting shotgun in my Tracy Chapman I did exactly what you n***as said would never happen I'm doing me so big I can hardly walk These rappers need ER like they're Charlie Park Stay hard like my suit made by Tony Stark This kind of music make your balls drop, Dick Clark Yes I'm grown and s**y and I'm worth the wait Girls act like I'm the only dude on earth to date Put these words on your head and let them percolate We need to separate, n***a church and state I used to have to pay for gas in my momma's Saturn And now I'm paying for a mortgage as a working actor If living my life is what you say you're chasing after n***a stop talking sh** and just be a rapper (Be a rapper)