Mr. Chameleon Says Hi Lyrics

The truth doesn't really fuckin' care about your feelings now, does it

Three-peat winnin' streak fuck up out your losin' seat

Meet and greet a local prodigy you all came out to see

Shakin' hands with MVP's four-star flossin' pedigree

Champagne showers pourin' down on my feet

The sorrow's all I think about hands down hate who I seem to be

Cease and desist 'fore I blow up again it's relentless

Up all in my head I'm havin' a watershed moment they left me for dead

Risen up countless thots in front of me

God sent me to leave y'all on read (FUCK)

Spinnin' a lie

No I don't use alibi's

I preach who you wanna see

My drip a disguise fuck a platinum plague the prince is back tippin' 4 4's

For all you know it's just a show no matter which way you go

My tin so full 'a snow, hit the blow, Brasco flow I'm kinda dope

(Astro rodeo simón wey vato loco lobo)

Prowlin' through yo' dresser Smith & Wesson tucked up beneath

Under the sheets bitch a freak but freeze up when she in heat (La perra sheesh)

Candy paint, on my ride, that's that do or die

Suicide stuntin' if I don't cut it by 35

Say things all you wanna hear (blah blah blah)

So it's my year to shine or rust over

No four leaf clover for me

No four leaf clover for me

It's bad luck seasonally

The truth doesn't really care about your feelings now (does it)

Why have all my friends Judas kissed me goodbye (crucify me)

I sink into depression cozied inside (pull me out)

My head is full of family beggin' me try (harder)

Fly peacefully into that good night (take a bite)