Glasco Starr - Anchorman Lyrics

You know. I took a "23 and me" and I'm actually 1% Ethiopian
So I'm allowed to say the "N-Word"

Hello
I'm back, it's Gerald
Broke ass kid with the pink apparrel
I'm insecure to another level
The anchorman, ladies call me Ferrell
Everybody else want dinero
I just want a nice ass lambo
Got a thick girl like Campbell
I light it all up like a candle
Anime on my new bitch, feelin' so clean
Weeaboo on some cool shit
I walk to work like everyday
Serve a latte, end it all on the music
Record a song here and there
Delete the shit because it sucked so bad
Got off the cell with my dad
He said that I need to act
He probably right
I probably should
But know I won't because I rap so good
I say aye right here
I say yeah right here
I'm so predictable
Despicable
Profitable
Marketable
But I ain't ever gone quit
Motto boy, I stay lit

Hello
I'm back, it's Gerald
Broke ass kid with the pink apparrel
Black and white so I can't be Darryl
The anchorman, ladies call me Ferrell
Dropped to my knees from an arrow
Need a homie, where's a barrel?
I stay on top like a pharoah
Play my cards right, like a Tarot
Had to flip it twice
The first time was just so nice
Got it all sticky like rice
I'm like ice on the mic device
So damn clean like Mike
Jackson!
All shiny tights
Got my Vans on deck
Super raw, put your ass in check!
Got these bitches upset
All these bitches want me
They just so boring
Got this nigga snoring
I know I'm adoring
Super lost like Dory
You cannot touch me
Blinkin' out lightning

Hello
I'm back, it's Gerald
Broke ass kid with the pink apparrel
Singing my shit like a Christmas carol
Catchy ass boy bouta get it viral
Spittin' heat daily, Spyro
Throwin' out flames, Pyro
You cannot tame, Toro
You are a lame, Pedro
Built my game up with legos
You loco, you not on my level
30 tracks on the table
Back burnin', and I ain't got a label!
DAMN!
Independent type nigga
And yessir I'll make it bigga!
You cannot see my figures!
Honestly though
I'm broke
Now I'm back on the list
Nobody really wanna stay on my tip
All they want is the hits
Well young boy bouta get it like this
Milly rock on my shit
Dust yourself, gotta keep it all lit
No, I will never quit
Out like lickety split

Hello I'm back it's Gerald
Broke ass kid with the pink apparel
Boy so clean I don't need the Gucci
Shine so bright like a f*ckin' Ruby!
Shawty right there got a booty
Pop, pop, pop, Lil Uzi
Oh, there is my Lambo
I'mma take it out for a cruise!
MILLY ROCK ON THESE HOES!