Mr. Bombastic!

[Verse]

Uh huh

Tell me who the fuck you think you talking to, it ain't me (It's not)

They was getting on my nerves while I went ghost for eight weeks

She playing with her nose and now she mad that I don't like it (Don't like it)

We both had our own vices (Yeah)

I notice as I'm aging, hindsight be hittin' hard

He be in the back twisting up with blatant disregard

In a different manner I had told him to gwan, get your boss

Ya profits outweigh the costs

Residing in a prison of its own making

You ain't really got a lot of time, my nigga, don't waste it

I seen them lights flickering in a different location

They had told me in thе backroom that y'all niggas was hatin'

Took a break and kept a lil' backup plan for all seasons

My OG still griеvin' over his teacher

He said he lived to fight another day but felt defeated (Felt defeated)

I can't believe ya claim if I ain't seen it (If I ain't seen it)

I need more schemes that's triumphant, nigga said he wanna kill me, gon' 'head, try and run it

Most of y'all would prolly do anything for about five hundred

He ain't really have a plan, but at least he died gunning from Miami, watch ya mouth

Most my niggas know Spanish, I hit her favorite spot with a different stroke pattern

Ain't no sleight of hand, this all magic

I was bumping Mr. Bombastic, come on

[Outro]

Ain't no sleight of hand, this all magic

Ain't no sleight of hand, this all magic

And I'm cut bumpin' Mr. Bombastic, come on