Look At Me Now
I don't see how you can hate from outside of the clubYou can't even get inHahaha, let's go!
Yellow model chickYellow bottle sippingYellow LamborghiniYellow top missingYeah, yeahThat stuff look like a toupeeI get what you get in 10 years, in two daysLadies love me, I'm on my Cool JIf you get what I get, what would you say?He wax it on and off, Mr.MiyagiAnd them suicide doors, Hari Kari
[Chrous]Look at me now, look at me nowOh, I'm getting paperLook at me nowOh, look at me nowYeah, fresher than a mo-... what?
Lil jigga bigger than gorilla'Cause I'm killing every jigga that try to be on my stuffBetter cuff your man if you want him, I can get himCause he accidentally slip and fall on my crackOops I said on my crackI ain't really mean to say on my crackBut since we talking about my crackAll of you haters say hi to thatI'm doneNO really though, I'm not done
Ay ay ay ay ay ay'Cause I feel like I'm runningAnd I'm feeling like I gotta get away, get away, get awayBetter know that I don't and I won't ever stop'cause you know I gotta win everyday day, daySee they don't really really wanna pop meJust know that you will never stop meAnd I know that I can be a little cockyOh you ain't never gonna flop meEvery time I come a jigga gotta set it, then I gotta go, and then I gotta get itThen I gotta blow, and then I gotta show that any little thing that nigga think he be doing'Cause it doesn't matter, 'cause I'm gonna dadadadaThen I'm gonna murder every thing and anything a badaboom a badabingI gotta do a lot of things, to make it clearer to a couple jiggasThat I'm always winning and I gotta get it again, and again, and againAnd I be doing it to death and now I move a little foulA jigga better call a ref, and everybody knows my styleAnd jiggas know I'm the the best when it come to doing thisAnd I be banging on my chest, and I bang in the east, and I'm banging in the westAnd I come to give you more and I will never give you lessYou will hear it in the street or you can read it in the pressDo you really wanna know what's next?See the way we on it and we all up in the race and you knowWe gotta go, don't try to keep up with the paceCause we struggling and hustling and sending it and getting itAnd always gotta do it take it to another placeGotta taste it and I gotta grab itAnd I gotta cut all through his trafficJust to be at the top of the throneGotta know I gotta have it, have it
[Chorus]Look at me now, look at me nowOh, I'm getting paperLook at me nowOh, look at me nowYeah, fresher than a mo-...what?
Man forget these haters, how y'all doin'?I'm Lil Tunechi, I'm a nuisance, I go stupid, I go dumb like the 3 stoogesI don't eat sushi, I'm the stuff, no pollution or substitutionNow I'm chililn playin movies in my Jacuzzi, fruit is juicyI never gave a damn about a hater, got money on my radarDress like a skater, got a big house, came with an elevatorYou jiggas ain't eatin', go tell a waiterMarley said, "Shoot 'em", and I said, "Okay"You on that bullsh-- then I'm like oleI don't care what you say, so don't even speakYour girlfriend a freak like Cirque Du SoleilThat's word to my flag, and my flag redI'm out of my head, yo I'm outta my mind, from the bottom I climbYou ain't hotter than mine, nope, not on my time and I'm not even tryingWhat's poppin' Slime? Nothin' five, and if they trippin' forget 'em fiveI ain't got no time to shuck and jive, these jiggas as sweet as pumpkin pieCiroc and sprite on a private flight,Yo I've been tight since "Guiding light",and my pockets right, and my diamonds whiteAnd my mommas nice and my daddy's goneYou peeps be scared 'cause I'm too wild, been here for a whileI was like no trial I put it downI'm so Young Money, if you got eyes look at me now, oh
[Chorus]Look at me now, look at me nowOh, I'm getting paperLook at me nowOh, look at me nowYeah, I'm fresher than a mo-...what?
Okay, okayIs that right?I'm fresher than a mo-...what?