BERLIN

She said, "Baby boy, why you lookin' grimy as shit?"
 I'll make the wristwatch flood, let diamonds fill my sink
 If I got colors on my neck, what would my mama think?
 We got the weapon tucked on us, make these boys extinct
 Now look-look
 Trade in that noose they put around us for a Cuban link
 So my ancestors can see me shinin', tell me what you think?
 I remember the illusions that they tried to move to me
 That pollution still ain't stunt my evolution, what you choosin'?
 No chip on my shoulder, hunnid leagues under the sea (Hoo!)
 We live life like cheetah, power up like Hummer diesel
 Golden chain for niece and nephew
 Pessimistic, I do not hang 'round them boys
 Metaphysics, need another dimension I can enjoy
 She said, "Baby boy, why you lookin' grimy as shit?"
 I'll make the wrist watch flood, let diamonds fill my sink
 If I got colors on my neck, what would my mama think?
 We got the weapon tucked on us, make these boys extinct
 Now look-look
 "Baby boy, why you lookin' grimy as shit?"
 I'll make the wrist watch flood, let diamonds fill my sink
 If I got colors on my neck, what would my mama think?
 We got the weapon tucked on us, make these boys extinct
 Now look-look
 Reportin' for the operation, I learned that the beauty is in the creation
 I added my detail for decoration, so, baby boy, what's the occasion?
 You dressed like you 'bout to take over a nation, avoidin' social litigation
 When that admiration turns into abrasion, y'all can find another station
 Otherwise, stay tuned, evolution comin' soon
 Rollin' deeper than a dune, howlin' at the moon, I'll be back in June
 Told my baby I'd be back in November
 Did some Beatles shit to kick off this September
 Crazy 'cause in 2010 I had some old friends
 That thought I'd be a—[censored], go fuckin' figure
 If I pull up out the tool
 Ridin' still up on the roof
 Seems like only legends do
 (Check this, hot lookin' babes!)
 Bitch, and that's the fuckin' move
 (I feel you, when she said–)
 She said, "Baby boy, why you lookin' grimy as shit?"
 I make the wristwatch flood, let diamonds fill my sink
 If I got colors on my neck, what would my mama think?
 We got the weapon tucked on us, make these boys extinct
 Now look-look
 "Baby boy, why you lookin' grimy as shit?"
 I make the wristwatch flood, let diamonds fill my sink
 If I got colors on my neck, what would my mama think?
 We got the weapon tucked on us, make these boys extinct
 Now look-look
 Good riddance, goodbye, out of sight, out of mind
 Cutthroat every time, this time I get what's mine
 Where the hell is your back bone? Duckin' me like Whac-A-Mole
 Lookin' like an inflatable, at a car show; a spectacle
 Lick my finger, bet I found the wind, I follow that shit wherever it blows
 You hung yourself, that's not my fault, I just supplied the rope, ugh!
 Most thoughts I don't think twice, make decisions I'll die by
 Never asked for the drama, but I'll turn it into dollars
 Dollars! Dollars! Dollars!
 (Do you think about me?)
 
 She said, "Baby boy, why you lookin' grimy as shit?"
 I'll make the wristwatch flood, let diamonds fill my sink
 If I got colors on my neck, what would my mama think?
 We got the weapon tucked on us, make these boys extinct
 Now look-look
 Trade in that noose they put around us for a Cuban link
 So my ancestors can see me shinin', tell me what you think?
 I remember the illusions that they tried to move to me
 That pollution still ain't stunt my evolution, what you choosin'?
 No chip on my shoulder, hunnid leagues under the sea (Hoo!)
 We live life like cheetah, power up like Hummer diesel
 Golden chain for niece and nephew
 Pessimistic, I do not hang 'round them boys
 Metaphysics, need another dimension I can enjoy
 She said, "Baby boy, why you lookin' grimy as shit?"
 I'll make the wrist watch flood, let diamonds fill my sink
 If I got colors on my neck, what would my mama think?
 We got the weapon tucked on us, make these boys extinct
 Now look-look
 "Baby boy, why you lookin' grimy as shit?"
 I'll make the wrist watch flood, let diamonds fill my sink
 If I got colors on my neck, what would my mama think?
 We got the weapon tucked on us, make these boys extinct
 Now look-look
 Reportin' for the operation, I learned that the beauty is in the creation
 I added my detail for decoration, so, baby boy, what's the occasion?
 You dressed like you 'bout to take over a nation, avoidin' social litigation
 When that admiration turns into abrasion, y'all can find another station
 Otherwise, stay tuned, evolution comin' soon
 Rollin' deeper than a dune, howlin' at the moon, I'll be back in June
 Told my baby I'd be back in November
 Did some Beatles shit to kick off this September
 Crazy 'cause in 2010 I had some old friends
 That thought I'd be a—[censored], go fuckin' figure
 If I pull up out the tool
 Ridin' still up on the roof
 Seems like only legends do
 (Check this, hot lookin' babes!)
 Bitch, and that's the fuckin' move
 (I feel you, when she said–)
 She said, "Baby boy, why you lookin' grimy as shit?"
 I make the wristwatch flood, let diamonds fill my sink
 If I got colors on my neck, what would my mama think?
 We got the weapon tucked on us, make these boys extinct
 Now look-look
 "Baby boy, why you lookin' grimy as shit?"
 I make the wristwatch flood, let diamonds fill my sink
 If I got colors on my neck, what would my mama think?
 We got the weapon tucked on us, make these boys extinct
 Now look-look
 Good riddance, goodbye, out of sight, out of mind
 Cutthroat every time, this time I get what's mine
 Where the hell is your back bone? Duckin' me like Whac-A-Mole
 Lookin' like an inflatable, at a car show; a spectacle
 Lick my finger, bet I found the wind, I follow that shit wherever it blows
 You hung yourself, that's not my fault, I just supplied the rope, ugh!
 Most thoughts I don't think twice, make decisions I'll die by
 Never asked for the drama, but I'll turn it into dollars
 Dollars! Dollars! Dollars!
 (Do you think about me?)
 
 She said, "Baby boy, why you lookin' grimy as shit?"
 I'll make the wristwatch flood, let diamonds fill my sink
 If I got colors on my neck, what would my mama think?
 We got the weapon tucked on us, make these boys extinct
 Now look-look
 Trade in that noose they put around us for a Cuban link
 So my ancestors can see me shinin', tell me what you think?
 I remember the illusions that they tried to move to me
 That pollution still ain't stunt my evolution, what you choosin'?
 No chip on my shoulder, hunnid leagues under the sea (Hoo!)
 We live life like cheetah, power up like Hummer diesel
 Golden chain for niece and nephew
 Pessimistic, I do not hang 'round them boys
 Metaphysics, need another dimension I can enjoy
 She said, "Baby boy, why you lookin' grimy as shit?"
 I'll make the wrist watch flood, let diamonds fill my sink
 If I got colors on my neck, what would my mama think?
 We got the weapon tucked on us, make these boys extinct
 Now look-look
 "Baby boy, why you lookin' grimy as shit?"
 I'll make the wrist watch flood, let diamonds fill my sink
 If I got colors on my neck, what would my mama think?
 We got the weapon tucked on us, make these boys extinct
 Now look-look
 Reportin' for the operation, I learned that the beauty is in the creation
 I added my detail for decoration, so, baby boy, what's the occasion?
 You dressed like you 'bout to take over a nation, avoidin' social litigation
 When that admiration turns into abrasion, y'all can find another station
 Otherwise, stay tuned, evolution comin' soon
 Rollin' deeper than a dune, howlin' at the moon, I'll be back in June
 Told my baby I'd be back in November
 Did some Beatles shit to kick off this September
 Crazy 'cause in 2010 I had some old friends
 That thought I'd be a—[censored], go fuckin' figure
 If I pull up out the tool
 Ridin' still up on the roof
 Seems like only legends do
 (Check this, hot lookin' babes!)
 Bitch, and that's the fuckin' move
 (I feel you, when she said–)
 She said, "Baby boy, why you lookin' grimy as shit?"
 I make the wristwatch flood, let diamonds fill my sink
 If I got colors on my neck, what would my mama think?
 We got the weapon tucked on us, make these boys extinct
 Now look-look
 "Baby boy, why you lookin' grimy as shit?"
 I make the wristwatch flood, let diamonds fill my sink
 If I got colors on my neck, what would my mama think?
 We got the weapon tucked on us, make these boys extinct
 Now look-look
 Good riddance, goodbye, out of sight, out of mind
 Cutthroat every time, this time I get what's mine
 Where the hell is your back bone? Duckin' me like Whac-A-Mole
 Lookin' like an inflatable, at a car show; a spectacle
 Lick my finger, bet I found the wind, I follow that shit wherever it blows
 You hung yourself, that's not my fault, I just supplied the rope, ugh!
 Most thoughts I don't think twice, make decisions I'll die by
 Never asked for the drama, but I'll turn it into dollars
 Dollars! Dollars! Dollars!
 (Do you think about me?)