the duo - butane baby & brandon mack lyrics
{intro}
attention, attention
this is mission control
we switch you immediately to our hollywood correspondent
h*llo everybody, i’m reporting from the first party ever held in outer sp*ce
everybody is here, and i mean everybody
old movie stars, statues, politicians, dead people * the works
look, isn’t that lassie?
[verse 1: butane baby]
let the treble begin, it’s the falsetto twins
hot and high*pitched, just like a tea kettle is
say my stylе ain’t it, now my style is in
take a while whеre my credit b*tch
f*ck an award, actually i can wait on that sh*t
y’all move like wh0res, give to whoever’s giving you more
but you not getting it, wait for it to hit, slow as your whip
f*ck a trophy
i’ma put that medal where my pedal be is
[verse 2: brandon mack]
we is a bunch of rebels
live from the trial, we vow to never settle
yes lord, we fly, the human red bull
and that boy ain’t rappin, good lord, that boy said bull
that’s it, poppin like a pimple or zit
face of the game, we takin over, simple as this
[verse 3: butane baby]
hittin’ like trucks, beats bang like rocks in the trunk
cut*throat like emos and punks, rank high like skunk
cookie hoodies to goodie*two shoes, j’s to converse
two dudes will never look the same at our concerts
[verse 4: brandon mack]
my momma told me that i’m gonna be the man soon
and women gawkin ever since i dropped anh phoong
the red tie and the blue tie, b*tch i’m too fly
took la off the queue because i’m too bed*stuy
in seventh grade i sent away the preacher
put some p*rn on my beeper and “f*ck police” on my speaker
so if i drop a song and let you on as a feature
you better spit bars, cuz b*tch, i sh*t cars
career vehicle, you’ll get far
when you get with double trouble you’ll know there’ll be double bars, ha!
[verse 5: butane baby]
please watch your toes, don’t mean to steal the show
but i’m stompin’ over your spot* it’s time to roll
get the f*ck out the way, you think i’m bluffin’ my threats?
stop your trollin’ and puffin’ your chest
i know my crew cruel and my cool cooler
coo*coo if you think you could do what i’m doing
you f*ckin’ loser
heard the rumors, butane’s droppin’ sooner and sooner
better call up your producer
[verse 6: brandon mack]
you’s the reason i go the hardest
show these content creators they’re not artists
goin od is our mo
so f*ck a og bro please stay h*lla far away from me
i mean basically
this a race and you can’t even keep pace with me
when faced with the decision to be basic
let’s say i got the vision and you b*tches need lasik
coming h*lla sketchy but you cannot even trace our greatness
here’s something that we made while y’all await with patience, uh
i know the city sick when we drop
from the way we make it to lit to every stomach that flop
but they don’t wanna give props, two visionaries
but we coming out on top like missionary, uh
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