IMAX Lyrics

I need some light skins like a white man

Taking pictures of me bout to blow up Barbara Streisand

I do this shit myself, don't need no help, don't need a right hand

I need to wake up, peep the green like I'm living in Iceland

With no flight plan, take off with no flights planned

She a demon now it's ditto yea Jujitsu Kaizen

They said "welcome to hell", I said "enjoy the fucking sights man"

A village full of losers and a school thats full of hype men

He wants to shoot his shot but never did it, she not your type man

I ran outta shit to say so I'm writing what I write man

Loneliness my life and

I showed it here on IMAX

Bring some light snacks

Enjoy the climax

It's a standalone bitch with no tie ins

No phase 5s planned

I'm dozing off on 5 xans

Yea I'm tired, my own eyes mad

My whole life man

I've been tired

My whole life man

My whole life man

All aboard or we gon jump ship?

The loudest mouths to feed the same bitches who aint done shit

I'll finally be the man, don't need her hand I'm not a punk bitch

I perform with the dirt on breaking strings on sum punk shit

And still function

Without her love in

Or her trust in

Her abductions

She fucking cousins, some middle country bumpkins

They all dressed up, who the fuck carving the pumpkins

You can run your mouth but you aint really gon run shit

You aint really gon run shit

You can run your mouth but you aint really gon run shit

For all the things that I have

For all the things that I have

Welcome to hell

Welcome to hell, infinite loops of all my fumbles, all those bitches all my Ls

Thought I was LL Cool J, I came to this bitch to rock the bells

Alcohol is all around me, shouldn't give this man a Bells

Everyone comes with a price, but that's their soul to sell

My ass is posing well

On Vogue, or maybe Elle

My past, I told it well

So who, don't know the tale

Like News, there's more to tell

The screws, or maybe nails

Is loose, the NFL

The juice, lost in the jail

Welcome to Hell