Knocked his ass out and kissed
Him on the cheek, uh
He fucked up just by thinking I was sweet, uh
I run this city, might have
Thought I wore some cleats, uh
Ain't ever heard someone like this
Up on the beat, huh?
Tootie fruity, the booty duty is jury duty
Moody foodies
Jacuzzis is filled with boujee booties
All of this money don't know
How to count it, man
I think I need a computer
I kill every demon, I live at the funeral
I got no need for a shooter

Yah!
I'm gettin' bigger, gettin' bigger, huh?
Yah! Do you wanna reconsider, huh?
Yah! Lost control of a killer, huh?
Yah!
I'm gettin' bigger, gettin' bigger, huh?

The whole label's drug dealers, huh
(dealers, huh)
If you build it, homie, they will come
(they will come)
If you turnin' up then save me some
(save me some)
Drop down and get your eagle on (eagle on)

I don't care for boring people
I think you're lame
I only politic with goons who
Wil' out the frame
Better take another shot
Bitch it's not a game
I'll beat it out the frame
Barack a Waka Flocka Flame

I am belligerent you know that I have a
Problem with acting a fool
I don't talk to police i know nothing
I swear to God that that shit is not true
I'm a barbarian
Hopped on adrenaline looking for
Something to do
I'm remarkable, I'm on a roll
If you need education
I'll take you to school

Yah!
I'm gettin' bigger, gettin' bigger, huh?
Yah! Do you wanna reconsider, huh?
Yah! Lost control of a killer, huh?
Yah!
I'm gettin' bigger, gettin' bigger, huh?

Wake up, brush off, get clean, look good
Put on two chains, flexin', then wussup?
So fly, to see, me you, look up
I win, you lose, fuck you, what's up?

I don't care for boring people
I think you're lame
I only politic with goons who
Wil' out the frame
Better take another shot
Bitch it's not a game
I'll beat it out the frame
Baraka Waka Flocka Flame

I'm the shit, I'm the shit, I'm the shit
I'm the shit
Now I think I will go catch a body
Fuck your bitch, fuck your
Bitch, fuck your bitch, fuck your bitch
And then I will go take a potty
No teriyaki, I ride Kawasaki
If your girl suck dick she
Can hop in the shotty she poppin' a molly
While coppin' a squaty
Ooh, cookie I'm loving the body

Yaaa!
I'm gettin' bigger, gettin' bigger, uh
Yaaa! Do you wanna reconsider, uh?
Yaaa! Lost control of a killer, uh
Yaaa!
I'm gettin' bigger, gettin' bigger, uh

Sing this
Karoo-koo-koo, koo-koo-koo, koo-koo-koo
One time
Karoo-koo-koo, koo-koo-koo, koo-koo-koo
Two time
Karoo-koo-koo, koo-koo-koo, koo-koo-koo
Tres time
Karoo-koo-koo, roo-koo-koo, roo-koo-koo hey
Karoo-koo-koo, koo-koo-koo, koo-koo-koo hey
Karoo-koo-koo, koo-koo-koo, koo-koo-koo hey
Karoo-koo-koo, koo-koo-koo, koo-koo-koo hey
Karoo-koo-koo, roo-koo-koo, roo-koo-koo

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Songtrust Ave
Writer(s): JACOB ANDERSON, JACOB LUKAS ANDERSON, JORDAN BEYER, JORDAN THOMAS BEYER, WRITER UNKNOWN