Thousandaire - Lunar C

Bitch you only call when you want something from me

Oh so that’s how it’s gonna be

Okay

And I just got pulled over by the p’lice

I said don’t worry 'bout that smell naw that’s just my weed

Okay

I’m a motherfucking thousandaire

Just tryna make a mil then I’m out o' here

I’m a motherfucking thousandaire

Just tryna make a mil then I’m out o' here

These labels are paying retards to rhyme about what car to drive

And screwfacing in videos and acting hard online

When your crew looking like you wanna start a fight

But in reality the only thing you’re rushing

Is some shitty bars you’re writing

Chain smoking never spent a day sober

Fuck three bitches with the same boner

I’m tryna impregnate a different groupie every day

So that when I die there’ll be thousands of mini mes to take over

Yeah yeah the flow’s sick no shit

A big old kid that thinks with his dick yo' chick

Has got a body like Iggy big hips no tits

But her eyes took control of me like a hypnotist

I gotta get it.

Don’t ever get knocked back

I’m god’s gift I don’t care about no

And I do not have a conscience

Phone blowing up but I knock back these shots

If you need white I got contacts like Hopsin

You only call when you want something from me

Oh so that’s how it’s gonna be

Okay

And I just got pulled over by the p’lice

I said don’t worry 'bout that smell naw that’s just my weed

Okay

I’m a motherfucking thousandaire

Just tryna make a mil then I’m out o' here

I’m a motherfucking thousandaire

Just tryna make a mil then I’m out o' here

I’m flying the flag the way you clowns sound British

Tell these fools their time’s over, the countdown’s finished

If they don’t wanna pass the torch I’ll burn they house down wit' it

I roundhouse kicking shit rappers like bow down bitches

Punches swinging at cunts 'til I rub the skin off my knuckles

I stumble in I’m befuddled and flummoxed in a kerfuffle

I’ve done this for a while it hasn’t made me rich

So’s avoiding me now like toilet seats they put me down and lick the piss

You’re trying to be the latest trend I’m trying to be the greatest

All you fashion nerds are getting me frustrated

Oh you’re so cool and abstract I don’t need to say shit

Hipsters probably heard this fucking track before I even made it

Cocksuckers been waste-high since waist height

I roll on my ones I don’t waste time with the fake types

Gangs are just groups of people who are scared of each other

So they’d rather be on the same side