Michelle Obama Lyrics

I been gone too long, now I think it's time that we started,

They don't understand me so they box me as an artist,

Only time I get played is the speaker cause' im gnarly,

Still ain't me don't sweat it but you sweat it like Pocari,

Spaceship, I put some hieroglyphics on my carkey,

Waiting, yardie in my bed she wan' get naughty,

Patience, I got multimillion targets,

I can't run the world unless I got that money!

Sayin you love me I love me too! Meez to stunner,

If you want a feat just bring that cheese and hit my number,

In the sand it's hunnid' degrees, I've been inside all summer

Way I shell this beat call me Michelle Obama!

My bitch hot like lava, used to fit up and it looked retarded,

In their head like Jarvis, I don't know why bitch boys keep on talking,

Fill-Fill the roach with narsty I don't pass it, now my lungs look tar-ish,

Chanel buff her lips up make her film it, I designer arsed it,

This ting easy, kick-ups, 100-0 it I don't wanna pass it,

Sorbet on my neck I make her lick it, this bitch here not classy,

I just dropped a song and made some children think I need a carseat,

Brand new all white G-Wag from the sands, it look Emirati,

Skrr Skrr, man said "mhmm big whip!"

I just left my high school, went to uni big fish,

I got Rick Owen moon boots, that's some big kicks,

You was in the limelight I eclipsed it, (huh?) (ffrrrtt!)

I had beef with my producer cause' the beat was clipping,

Saudi oil on my wrist, your wet, we just not mixing,

Burn the hash into this Müller Corner, then I mix it,

Cougar hoe she on my caller and she always minxin',

Thought my Cali shit itself, I opened up it's stinkin',

Uni dorm like "Turn it down!" they said that shit is potent,

Way she jumping on my shit I think this bitch might croak it',

Album of the year, hoping that I choke it,

I might call. my bitch Michelle because I cause explosions,

I don't know my lyrics cause' I never wrote them (I freestyle u dickhead i dont mean ghost writer, I dont wanna hear it)

I get Gaga when i rara' get they face and poke it,

Guatemala guala pockets you can see it poking,

I been gone too long, now I think it's time that we started,

They don't understand me so they box me as an artist,

Only time I get played is the speaker cause' im gnarly,

Still ain't me don't sweat it but you sweat it like Pocari,

Spaceship, I put some hieroglyphics on my carkey,

Waiting, yardie in my bed she wan' get naughty,

Patience, I got multimillion targets,

I can't run the world unless I got that money!

If they say i'm not running shit they lied to ya!

If you ever made a flip then put your lighters up,

I like big back hoes, stretch marks on the side you know,

I like staying low but tell me when the vibes about,

I like popping out at shows I weren't I invited out,

Emo doors up on this coupe, suicide it now,

Used to! give a fuck but I think I'm beside it now,

Used to! smoke a monster truck neighbours said turn it down,

Used to! scream up in the crowd but now I'm rolling loud,

I love arguing, we fuck better when we falling out,

Steady barring shit put some rappers in the morgue for now,

Steady jarrin it, there ain't nothing they won't do for clout.