Like Butter

[Intro: Fonlon]
(Lookin' at y'all)
(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah‚ yo

[Verse 1: Fonlon]
Cold shoulders by Sally's and Susie's
Trade my sanity for the tallies‚ Lil Uzi's
I'm in the water‚ in Mali, no kin jacuzzis
Workout my thoughts, like the Bali checkin' Rudy
In word pass‚ Ultra Mega, Sega zoids
Stamina weaken since the sun set a void
Flexin' like gymnastics, fella‚ bella-bella 'roids
We kick it like tae', tae', taekwon, Muay
I never grasp your damn concepts, boy
You treatin' women like collectible toys
I try and fiend like you, playing so coy
Try, try, try, ping-pong, deflector
I am running out to the enzyme hector
Ruling with a fist in any map sector
I am all alone, so I must trifecta
Manifest the glaze like the sweetest of the nectars
I'm digital, front screen of your lecture
I'm digital, front screen in your lecture
I'm digital, front screen of the lecture
I'm digital, front screen in your lecture

[Verse 2: Ghostie]
Took a lot of Ls but I never stay down
I just lay low for a while
Rack up my chips then I come back out
Pour up some more liq', then I hit the town
Had a couple Ws when I'm at The Crown
But I took more Ls than a nigga can count
Sea full of bullshit, but I never drown
Because I become afloat when I hear my own sound
Pick me up, uh, and I'm talkin' to myself
'Cause none of you niggas ain't worried 'bout my health
I been working on the stress, so I'm steppin' on ya neck
Gettin' pressed by the ghost, makin' something outta less
Devour's eatin' sloppy, I'ma let him make a mess
Havin' fun while making funds, 808s, yes
Bitch, I play Tekken, I do not play chess
But, you are still a rook', read a book, nigga, next
I wake up when the sun goes down
I don't have time to be fuckin' with you clowns
I take my punch then I win every round
I eat my lunch then I break you down
Nigga get smoked, like pound-after-pound
Yeah, I'm out the mud, I was born from the ground
Give me a drink and watch me turn into a hound
Fuck relaxin', I cannot feather lounge
I'ma show you what I'm used to (Used to)
Back when niggas lookin' like, "Who knew?" ("Who knew?")
Bitch, I bump WiFiGawd and the crime dude (Yeah)
If you real, uh, then I might bump you, uh
Rollerskate, on the cash, Shake 'n Bake, uh
Fuck who forget you, you fake, uh
I do what I want, yeah, give me some
Aimin' for first place is restless

[Outro: Ghostie]
You already know what the fuck it is, nigga
It's done, fuck you, boom