Mr. Fantastic Lyrics

Spent a band on Coot so now he wanna crash out

All these diamonds I be droppin, not a hand out

Throw potato on that gun, make us some hash browns

You gon' need to call MD, you got a man down

Brody quick to sip a six like he play Madden Sippin' red wine with a fine dime like Italians

She on top and I'm too high, we like an attic We can make these arms stretch, Mr. Fantastic

Yeah, Mr. Intercontinental, Girl, I'ma pull up on you for a little

I be in her mouth more than dentals

Lil' boy ratting call him Stuart Little

Stuntin' in heaven, pull up in a rental

Bro turn beast mode when he pop his skittles

Make sure the blunt end tight like George Kittle

Lost in my words, she stuck in my riddle

Heard you was tough, but your ego brittle Shoes too big to fill, you couldn't fit em

Nina, she pokin' out of this denim

Pull up with all black fists on like I'm Venom

Niggas just talkin' crazy, let me hear em

Niggas just talkin' crazy, do not fear em

Niggas just talkin' crazy, let it bang, nigga

Nuts draggin, let em hang, nigga

Pull up on you with some fangs, that just mean I'm with the gang

Busy day, I got some sprites to fill

Scary boy, you make cops appear

Hennessy with the blunt and pills, bro too late, we got shots to fill

Leave yo shirt with some holes to fill, leave yo ass with the doctor bill, yeah

Yeah, November 1st, November two

Sick of these niggas, I must got the flu

Whisper in my ear, she say what she wanna do

Still wasn't listenin, ignoring that hoe

Smokin' new flavors, ain't taste that before

You feel up her head and I feel up her throat Presidential run, don't know who been close

Open innuendos, closin' the door

More like slammin' a door, you know what I mean

It's more like slammin' a door, you know what I mean

Spent the band on coot, so now he wanna crash out

All these diamonds I be droppin, not a hand up

A potato on a gun, nigga, some hash browns

You gon' need to call MD, you got a man down

Brodie quick to sip a six like he play Madden

Sippin' red wine with a fine dine like Italians

She on top and I'm too high, we like an addict

We can make these arms stretch, Mr. Fantastic