Ouija

Lyrics for Ouija

I can't be the one to tell you, I'ma keep it real She don't give a fuck 'bout what you think, she don't care how you feel She on this side calling me king, on her fucking kneels When I rap— rap like this, ain't too crazy, I'm running drills (Off drank, KO) Got that boy running drills (Knockout, like KO) Told the ref, "Ring that bell" (K-K-KO) Got that boy running drills (Knockout, like KO) Told ref, "Ring that shit now" Shit get messy, I'm scoring, bitch, I'm Messi, uh Big blunt, face it, kick door, I'ma bring pressure Wrist watch, flex it, on the floor, too much Henny, uh Blister your face, yeah, can't tell the time, need Big Benny, uh She invite herself in my room, said, "Lucy, can you bend me?" Uh Can you put yourself in my shoes? It ain't easy being next up I ain't dumb, girl, I ain't stupid, monkey see, monkey do, my stooges I'm the motherfuckin' king, got groove, make sure the words sting like— sting like— Huh, yeah, scare the boy with the board, got ouija Death stare the boy down, I'm Weegee DMT cart got 'em tweaking Lean on me if you feel weak, yeah Keep it family friendly, bleep it He not a family friend, she lied Tough luck, my boy, you tried Get these new niggas out of my kitchen Off day one, yeah, you fired I'm the leader, told these niggas, "Sitzen" But I ain't fucking with the Third Reich Yeah, oh yeah, ich war siebzehn Made SISTERHOOD on the mic Ich-ich habe keine lieblingsfarbe I love every type, oh yeah, yeah I can't be the one to tell you, I'ma keep it real She don't give a fuck 'bout what you think, she don't care how you feel She on this side calling me king, on her fucking kneels When I rap— rap like this, ain't too crazy, I'm running drills (Off drank, KO) Got that boy running drills (Knockout, like KO) Told the ref, "Ring that bell" (K-K-KO) Got that boy running drills (Knockout, like KO) Told ref, "Ring that shit now"