Activated (I Know) Video (MV)

I'm activated, ain't got no patience
For no f*ck shii, f*ck the function
I'm hopping off the train, no conjunction
You bandwagon, you ain't got no self respect
I'm so cold, make a ho wanna hold her neck
Don't you speak to me, bitch I move like Boba Fett
A f*cking vet, get to wrapping up yo f*cking set
It's well known that I'm god-like, the way that I'm the best
Ain't he good, nah he great, you bet not ever test
Check check
When I'm up on the mic I'm sum like Jermaine
Bitches wan claim me, I ain't ya mane
I'm still tryna put a wedding ring on my main thang
No need for no side dish
Can't get full off asparagus, you a funny lil bitch
Had to dumb it down for you silly niggas
Steady bragging bout some lil figures
I'm ill nigga, pen-chill have niggas staying in
Like it's a snow day
Man that winter be hitting in my city like a copay
Only fifty dollars just to cover this
Insurances, got me assured that I'm jumping out the pit
With the dogs, woof woof
I'm diving off the f*cking roof
If you talk that shii, be ready for me to crack ya tooth
Have you walking away like ya pussy loose
I apologize ma'ladies
But sum these niggas got me tight
Wan beef with me, but blocking me off yo bitch phone
If he hear this shii, he'd prolly wanna fight
Or better yet shoot me
Well I ain't scared, but I ain't finna waste my time on no groupie
I group you with them same niggas running round town
Thinking they gucci, thinking they run shii
But I'm perfectly fine, I'm actually doing lunges
At the gym, then I'm back home
When I hit twenty-one, like a dyke, I'm finna keep the strap on
I'll f*ck up a muhf*ckin backbone, like baby back
Baby back up, my homie need a re-up
My fans don't even see ya, no Sia, but if they see ya
Then they pushing ya shii back like Vegeta
Ooh, this shii good like homemade fajita
You saying you kicking shii like a Fifa
But I'm kicking shii, like Kickin' It
Do a kickflip on top of ya dipshit
Yo bitch, prolly wan do a full split, on top of the tip tip
Back back, you got some f*cking nerve, tryna hit my line again
I guess I gotta dub up on these hoes like I did back then
Hit them with the switcharoo, like I'm Kyrie Irving
Got'em dodging, swerving
Every single thing that got to do with me
They never showing up, bitch that's truancy
Let me teach ya something my father taught to me
If it's f*ck'em, then f*ck'em fluently
Forever, ain't no keeping peace
Keep a piece, a pistol on ya side, call that pushing P
POW button, like I'm Mario, you done activated a beast
I'm in need of a feast, cause the last one I already creased
With ease, I killed these rappers, I just needed a lil elbow grease
Sheesh
I'm activated, ain't got no patience
Yeah I know, I know, I know
Them niggas faking
I'm activated, ain't got no patience
Yeah I know, I know, I know
Them niggas faking
Them niggas faking
Yuh, uh, them niggas faking
Uh, yeah, then catch them fading
Uh, yeah, them niggas faking