D Scott - Yikes (Prod. Amanibeats) Lyrics

Making moves behind the scenes
Y'all don't even know about it yet
Assembling my regime
Ceo where my niggas at
Come weigh me out
Triple beam
Cookin dope
Wit the brainiacs
Ice on me
Krispy Kreme
High esteem
Where my dreamers at

Verbal ventriloquist
I hold these rappers careers in my hands like I was born they nemesis

Huh huh

All of the bitches that played me like lames
Gon wish they reaped my benefits

Huh huh

I walk in nemens
Say hey to Aretha
A bag full of Benjamin's

Huh huh

Have no respect in my city
I feel like they need help with sentencing

Huh huh

Hol up hol up hol up
Flick my wrist like wassup

Like ric flair I'm drippin
Honeys call like wassup

Shoutout to young Atwood
All my niggas wassup

We takin off to Venus
With givenchi untouched
Aye
I'm know I'm spazzing
You niggas cant keep up
A young menace to society
NASA can't keep us
I'm astromical and stylish
Go grab my tea cup
Can't even have a normal job
To dope for the pea cup

Hol up

I just made you think again
I don't have many friends
All my brothers next to kin
Tryna reap the dividends
Pray to god for my sins
But most of all for my talent
I have it all cause of him

Uh

I'm front and center like 3-D
In the ville roll 3 deep
And when the people catch me outside
Did you go d1 d?

Division 1 in my own right
Hoodie on
I'm the dark knight
Don't bring a gun to a sword fight
I slaughter niggas
Thou not smite
A smart nigga
Big dog bite
I'm appetizing like a Klondike
Ran a poll on twitter
Y'all said March
I know y'all niggas glad right

Do the shimmy
Then a left right
I'm the next one up right
Blinkers on time to turn right
Moon walkin
But I'm not mike
Magic in em
Call em like mike
Think it's bout the time to drop mike
I'm the king
Where's the spotlight