Mr. Fantastic Lyrics

Sorry I can't throw hands

This ain't def jam

We can be in public told the bitch

I ain't gon hold yo hand

Waste my time

Now I'm blew

Something like a fan

Man I see every move

The Uchiha clan

Loafy pockets

I remember when they was

Some crumbs

She was acting boujee

Saying she couldn't fuck with bums

Now I'm up

And this hoe think she got a turn

Always running up the cheese

I can feel the burn

When I die

Put a blunt right up in my urn

Sorry if I'm blunt

But bitch

You gotta hit the crub

Imma prolly trap

Even if im in the burbs

Ion know the strain

Just know this shit

Smell like some turds

Oh they sayin that I'm off

Well fuck what you heard

Always on

Don't make have to call

Yo ass a slur

She confused as fuck

Tubb was gone in a blur

Sorry boo boo

But it's plenty hoes

Up in this world

Bro a general

How he keep a arsenal

Hella bitches

Showing titties

Like it was the carnival

Youn like Tubb?

Bitch you must be barnacles

Choppa split a goofy nigga

Into different particles

I can't wait til my name

In every article

Didn't use to be shit

The glow up

Was remarkable

Told her ass that she unwanted

Like some car trouble

How you lose me

Damn bitch thats a hard fumble

Left that silly girl shocked

Man I'm palpatine

Finna wet these niggas up

Like some ashy knees

My charisma

Prolly some like a bad disease

I could neva fall

Come and put me on a damn trapeze

Imma ask yo ass once

And I won't say please

I a put them niggas on you

Like they some fleas

Nigga want a feature

Is you gonna pay the fee

It was nice to meet you baby

But now I have to flee

My lil white bitch love drinking Coca Cola

They way she chewing on my balls

You a think they boba

Brodie ass a steal yo pole

Like his name loba

Told her stop fucking with worms

And come fuck with cobras

Oh you think hot shit

Clutching onnat plastic

Make his ass drop quick

If we pull up blasting

Got yo hoe on the couch

We boutta do a casting

Bullets make 'em lose weight

Like his ass fasting

Go and ask yo bitch

I bet I'm on the playlist

Play with me

And gang a come

Leave yo ass faceless

My dick stay in her mouth

She might as well make it braces

Niggas called me fat everyday

So I embraced it

And if nigga wanna

Try to start a problem

Bro got the equation and the pencil

He gon solve em

Niggas wishing they can get play

But gang a hog em

My gamer hoe freaky

Yea that pussy really poggers

Baby ass very pretty

Ha skin Frappuccino

I could neva miss

The shot

It's easy as a free throw

Shorty as a pelican

The way she always deepthroart

Mobbin gangster

Pull a tommy

Right up out the peacoat

Finna make this money stretch

Mr fantasic

I remember in the past

I couldn't bag a bad bitch

Stack the paper

And then spend it

It's a bad habit

Hoe I'm fat and I'm star

I think my ass Patrick

Oh the wood tearing

It's okay, got a swisher leaf

Call me human torch

The way a nigga keep the heat

Sitting onna porch

While yo bitch chew up on my meat

How you sliding

Goofy nigga

And yo tank on E

Change the world

Like when phones went digital

He had ice

And I had fire

We hit critical

Youn love me

Put onna biblical

The way she always on me

I'm her favorite individual