DJ Mustard - X-Man (Freeverse #2) lyrics

[Intro] Ah hah Yeah Webby Let's Go [Verse 1] See I'm a motherf**er k**ing it and doing my thang For years now What you think that Webby is new to the game? Giving y'all the real sh**, smoking beautiful strains And got the fans heads bobbing till they bruising they brains Looking like Will Ferrell and Chris Kattan, yes At the Roxbury rolling with chicks in spandex I'm bout to breakthrough so fix the damn nets Before this Great White done bit your damn neck Cuz I, I was fresh to d**h back in the high chair Velcro stride rights, always had a nice pair Now it's Nike Airs, tied tight, spittin on the mic k** em in Bermuda with a time share With a fat bu*t model b**h Who don't even think twice when she swallows it So just, respect my conglomerate It's Homegrown music group we on our sh** (they mad) Cuz they hear about the cash we've got And yeah we eatin good like Action Bronson With A.D.D. I'm distracted often But they know that when I step up in the lab it's poppin Watching kids hoppin on the fad and jockin Now everybody raps man that's the problem But steppin to Webby should be your last of options You don't want no bad blood, Magic Johnson Webby's sicker than a virus Ain't nobody up in this motherf**er should try this Spittin fly sh** And got the kids actin up like they were parented by Billy Ray Cyrus I got the young white girls all t**n' While they parents back home think they still virgins Got 3rd graders running around cursing Filling up Dasani bottles with their dad's bourbon And I stay swervin' Rocking and right (right) Step up on the scene, hat co*ked to the right Eyes bloodshot from the pot and the pipe Words slurred, Drinkin' my Ciroc with a Sprite They sayin, "f** Webby he just raps about d** And the booze that he drinks and the girls that he f**s." But uh, I just rap about the things that I love The things I do, while you're at home on p**nhub You asking people's A/S/L in chat rooms While I'm out on the town all night like raccoons Blowing up taking a match to gas fumes I'm bad news, crazy, and covered in tattoos! [Hook] And I do not give not one single f** So b**h just s** my dick And that's it (But you know that I be k**in em) I do not care what y'all think of me Because I'm too high to give a sh** And that's it [Verse 2] So what's new motherf**er I be co*ky and driven So any obstacle given I'm Tom Cruise up in this b**h, there's no Impossible Mission Any rapper dissing, I'm like "yo you gotta be kidding" I'm laughing at you at the crib while eatin pasta and chicken And it's parmesan crusted, that's the way I does it Walking around blacked out, pissing up in public Pound sign Who Cares (Cares) I just say "f** It" My f**ing lawyer bills are already over my budget But my attorney is a beast in the courtroom He got me off once, he gon get me off more soon Lock me up at 9 AM I'll be out before noon Hungry motherf**er eating food right off of your spoon Dope as any other rapper times two Getting so high all I write is haikus Leavin crews injured, I'm the new Simba Get up on the beat and cut it up, Fruit Ninja Drop that a** down dr-drop that a** down Calling up my dealer and I copped the last pound Rollin up that headband while I'm into kegstands Superpowers when I'm on the mic, X-Man [Outro] Ya I'm like motherf**ing Wolverine, Collossus, and Gambit All rolled up into one motherf**er HomeGrown We here man Freeverse Series (Ya) So s** my dick