Tell Me That ft. Johnny Bl$ng Lyrics

I was gone for a second, should've known you couldn't keep it

Only rule in my absence, not a king, you a regent

It's crazy you think you fire but you barely even decent

Niggas are in denial, I ain't talking bout Egypt

You lighter than loose leaf, now watch me rip you to pieces

My lyrical Mona Lisas prove that you sweeter than Reese's

I'm just trying to spot the leeches and snakes creeping from creases

Can't see the bigger picture, I'll break it down into seasons

You bland, I'm well seasoned

This too easy, I'm breezing

You ain't notice her cheating while you was at home sleeping

She creeping, committing treason

She just needed a reason

I'm colder than the chicken you didn't take out the freezer

I'm well known as a pleaser, she switch teams like Ariza

When I show my banana, shawty turn to a lemur

I've always been a dreamer, a big thinker, a schemer

Pass the keys to the beamer, super fly like Mr. Mina

I'm jumping off the scale, you don't even show on the meter

I'm ten toes, you teeter

I earn my respect

Now the non-believers are eager to hear what comes through the speakers

If I don't give my all, that's gon' be my biggest regret

I need to make millions like I need my next breath

I'm plotting my next step, feel like I gotta throw the ball

And then still make the catch

Sound like everyone but yourself

Would y'all please give it a rest

What you witnessing in the flesh is separation at its best

Got my arm in the rim and you barely touching the net

I'm here to collect, make you pay for that disrespect

The smallest in the room, but I'm taking the biggest steps

A nigga coming correct

Soon this nigga step up on the beat

Turn to claymore

No Rashad, no Smino

This striped suit's like the Bambino's

Babe, I'm ruthless, MC's toothless

Ain't no hiccup, pick up the rose

Lo and behold, this flower bomb

Word that's big up to Wale

Move the octave down, now it sound like Sade

I'm the best nigga east side, west side, I can't call it

L.A. to Chicago, I go

Bully mode in these purple gold king colors

Doing

Don King numbers, doing John Bling numbers

They gon' need an army just to take this thing from us

Bitches Charles Barkley, nigga, tryna get this ring from us

Enter like the dragon, the Wu-Tang

I got your boo thang up on my boomerang

She coming back to me

Fuck your punctuality,

I'll punch you actually

Your formalities a bunch of back-to-back fallacies

Casualties, maladies afflicting me

I need healing

Sipping Dom Perignon and darjeeling

Got my face peeling

Ayo, you know him? Yeah, that brother stay stealing

He got your girl inside his place kneeling

I'm a warrior like Steph and them

Keep telling them, that lack of noise

Man, that silence from your boys

Your brethren

Shit is deafening

Made me gotta talk to Helen

And learn sign to teach these young minds how to rhyme

Coco Melon

It's elementary, but no Abbott

Niggas getting drunk, tryna chase this wild rabbit

We drinking gin and juice and white wines and Grey Goose

While they bite lines and bide time,

Then let loose and wonder how I feel about it

They mans like,

Mm, you want the truth

He might mind

Niggas bars is white lies

I'm stepping on this beat like Might Guy

Hot as Szechuan peppercorns

You ain't stepping for me, nigga

Who the fuck you stepping for?