Childish Gambino - I'm So Official lyrics

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Childish Gambino - I'm So Official lyrics

[INTRO] "From now on, that'll be, like, our little thing, like you're, like, a little version of me. I'm carrying you around like-- like in a papoose. It would be amazing." [Hook] I'm so official, all I need is a whistle I'm so official, all I need is a whistle I'm so official, all I need is a whistle All I need is a whistle All I need is a whistle Said I'm so official, all I need is a whistle I stole that line from Wheezy and Lil' Drizzle And yes, it's the n***a with the Care Bear kizzles And f** what'chu heard, I don't even care a little It's the B to the izzle, n***as can't see me Fresh like a baby Sick like a preemie Girls double team me - blow me in the parking lot I used to get f**ed over and now I only f** a lot I love being nerdy, these n***as shop at Wal-Mart I shop so I mall cop, call a n***a Paul Blart I'ma have a drug fart, meaning that my sh**'s dope n***a in a bow-tie - that's my f**in' kinfolk Girls used to say, “Nope!” - like they watch P&R Now they say yes because I'm on before P&R Yes, my European car speaks for itself I don't wear that f**in' j**elry, it's bad for your health See, where I come from, they would hit you where you're walkin' Rip your f**in' chain off, leave you in a coffin Stay Stone Mountain n***a, where my hood at? n***as say, “You it!” when you drinkin' with a hoodrat Boy, the beat's so sick, thank you mc DJ! Chillin' on my sofa watchin' Venture Bros. Blu-rays n***as gettin' mad because I'm flyer than a Blue Jay Rappin' and on tv like a n***a LL Cool J Call you on a Tuesday, f** you like it's Friday I don't run no drains, b**h, call my sh** the highway Blacker than Mugabe, Whiter than the album I guess I'm in the middle, so call a n***a Malcolm You don't need to help him DIY - do it yourself, n***a don't try “Please, just do it!” The girl sound Nike Guess that's the reason why these n***as don't like me Girls I don't know give my penis oral hygiene My dick plays the field like my dick won a Heisman n***as talkin' sh** and that sh** don't surprise me And I'm so official, got a badge and a nightstick ["Only one question remains, Eric. Why'd you do it? - I'll bet you he gets his kicks giving old ladies the heebie-jeebies - Hell, no. I wanted to see if it felt like p**y!"] [Hook] Said I'm so official, all I need is a whistle n***a blew up and he didn't need a missile “He tryin' too hard.” Homie, this my hobby! I do this on vacation, rappin' is my golfin' Young Young Hova, lil' Lil' Wheezy Dress the turd up s*utty, make the sh** look easy, uh I'm the choreographer - ‘cause I'm making moves and you n***as just follow ‘em, uh! Elroy made a funny on you slow ones Yes, my name is Childish, but you guys are children How's it f**ing feel man, being so on fire? Stepping on these short guys like I'm in The Shire I am slow Orlando, oops, late bloomer Money comes quick, but the girls come sooner Opposite gay victim, meaning straight shooter I'm f**in' in yo redneck, I'm diggin' in your cooter, yes Who told them I was so dope? Rapping's a religion, and n***a I'm the provost I don't even know those other guys telling me they know my little cousin Lindsay n***a, I'm busy Um, that's it though, angry like a pitbull Talkin' like it's hard work. n***a, this is simple Shout out to black nerds, shout out to white ones Shout out to Asians, keep playin' Street Fighter Shout out to nerd chicks in gla**es, sweeter than cinnamon Me and Sick Boi are synonyms People hear my voice and say, “What happened to Eminem?! This sh** is absurd! He's saying the n-word!” Naw, it's just Bam-B. The n***a that's crazy for giving sh** free And f** iTunes, I'm doin' it OG And girls love my dick like a song that's on Glee n***a, call me Elroy - because I'm so high That you cannot measure, I'm losing cabin pressure Got drive like a brand new Volvo I'm so official, I'm the Foot Locker logo, n***a