LOL

[Verse 1]

The present like December 25th

Getting cookies out the oven with the Louis V oven mitt

Sold work, now I'm working with the choruses

Professor X-Man would say I'm Vanglorious

Put patterns together with words I crochet

All-Madden with the flow, y'all so so gay like

Dance... Dance Revolution

I'm for the advance, same as Kwame restitution

Eating good in the booth like wassup

Y'all in the booth sounding like potluck

We don't know what we gettin'

Brown like Pujols, always hittin'

Your bitch like a cue ball in a pool hall

We all hittin'

No kiddin', no bullshittin'

Pull my dick out and she just start lickin', like

That was her secret ambition

Put my dick on her nose, now she look like Pippen

[Hook]

Niggas hit the text, say it's light on the scale

I text back "LOL"

Another nigga trippin', said he middleman his sales

I text back "LOL"

"SMH," "LMAO"

Don't text Danny Brown if it ain't about dough

"LOL," "LOL"

If it ain't about money, "TTYL"

[Verse 2]

Nigga hit me on the Sidekick saying he gon' shoot me

Sounding like a real groupie

He a bitch with a heater, like Lara Croft

He gone get his ass wet like Noah's Ark

Got the chopper, won't hesitate to squeeze

Get his ass cut like a Whopper with cheese

Give his ass some beats, no need for MP's

Now he's in the E.R., hooked to I.V.'s

Doc saying that it's over

When I watched G.I. Joe, I used to root for Kobra

Used to watch Scarface and root for Sosa

And laugh myself to tears every time the movie's over

To me, that's the perfect endin'

All my niggas sinning for the rims that be spinnin'

And did I mention that jail's to us like after-school detention?

So revolvers, we spin them

Text a nigga like, "Come through, end him"

[Hook]

Niggas hit the text, say it's light on the scale

I text back "LOL"

Another nigga trippin', said he middleman his sales

I text back "LOL"

"SMH," "LMAO"

Don't text Danny Brown if it ain't about dough

"LOL," "LOL"

If it ain't about money, "TTYL"