2 Minutes Lyrics

(Sheesh, sheesh)

(Yeah, yeah)

Getting focused in the booth, you know I'm in it

City's going crazy because I asked them for two minutes

And I'm still steady balling bitch, I never moved my pivot

Success gets hard when niggas hate to see you winning

Spending all this money, fucking all these women (Let's go, let's go)

Had to tell her not to make a mess, you know my sheets is linen (Sheesh, sheesh)

Eat the competition like a motherfucking Civet

It ain't even lunch time, I'm hungry and I'm licit (Let's go!)

Screaming fuck the world, sorry mom, I'm too explicit

Laughing at these clowns but it ain't funny really, is it? (Ha-ha!)

Comedy's subjective, I don't care what you think

At the end of the day, I'm still laughing to the bank (Ha-ha-ha-ha!)

I done told you gang is militant, but they don't need a tank

I'm a Captain and Commander, I'm about to pull my rank

I've been Snoozing on these niggas, shoutout to my Slime (Yeah, yeah)

You stuck in a church on a Sunday, I'm stuck on demon time (Yeah, yeah)

You niggas saying anything, and it don't even rhyme (Yeah)

It's as Simple as the Stash I'm smoking on, I'm smoking Thyme

I done said I'm Fully Charged, I took it to the limit (Yeah)

City's going crazy because I asked them for two minutes (Two minutes)

Niggas hate to see the way I'm popping

Niggas hate to see that Omie's Locked In

I'm the King of My City, and no I'm never stopping

Everytime they hear my voice, they dancing like a festival (Boom, boom, boom!)

I ain't been the same since I wrote that song Confessionals (Boom, boom, boom!)

You don't see the point, all you niggas small like decimals

Keep a rapid test for all my exes, know they sick of me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I ain't rocking Nike, but you know I keep a check with me (Yeah, yeah, let's go!)

Shoutout all my brothers and my sisters that'll check for me (My slimes, my slimes)

Lately I've been talking to the shrooms (To the shrooms)

Lately, they've been telling me that y'all don't got the juice (Nah)

Failing everyday, I keep on wondering what's the use

I'm a real rockstar, bitch I'm chilling with the Hardy's

No I'm not a game, you can't play me like Atari

All my niggas wilding out, African Safari

I done told y'all bout my fans, I done told y'all bout Temari

I can never stop the grind, oh no no I'm sorry

Out of this world like a nigga was Chitauri (Yeah, yeah, let's go!)

Pretty girl, long hair, I call her my Barbie

I've been running, running, running like a nigga was Mekkari

I've been cooking, cooking, cooking like I'm cheffing Calamari

Rocking all this Vlone like I got it straight from Bari