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Tekst piosenki

[Intro: Lil B]

Yeah, welcome to this beautiful mixtape

Based freestyle

Chance the Rapper, Lil B yeah


[Verse 1: Lil B]

This our fuckin' last chance

I'm goin' to the top bitch, this is the last dance

I got my hands open, lookin' to the sky like

Lord can you take me? I'm alright

I got my wings flyin', bitch I'm like a Red Bull

I knock niggas out the game, bitch this shit is full

I'm not full, I'm still hungry and shit

I got bitches on my shit, I'm not funny, it's rich

You feel me? (what's up bitch?)

That's why we so serious

And mothafuckas gotta stop, bitch I'm like a period

Or a comma cause these mothafuckas gotta take a pause

Or somethin'

I might hit 'em with the llama for frontin'

These mothafuckas gotta stick with me

Cause I don't know nobody but I know Lil B

And I don't hate nobody but I love BasedGod

It's mothafuckin' Chance the Rapper, what's up my Chi?

What's up?


[Verse 2: Chance the Rapper]

What's up? You thought it was a joke

Til I come in - hocus pocus, with the dopest

Shit-halitosis, I spit the grossest

Now I gotta spit ashy then gross assist

Grocery shoppin' for my mama and daughter

I'm feelin' like I shouldn't have involved her

But now I'm movin' too quickly

Believe it or not, I'm Mr. Ripley, talented too

Comin' through like the afterwards school

Afterwards what they have at school

Nothin' leftover so I came back to the land

With my homie Lil B and half of my bands

We did it different than the Xans

No sleep, stayin' up real late with my mans

And out in Chicago droppin' shit off the top

They thought after Surf this shit would just stop

What's their problem? What's, what's their problem?

I'm comin' through, I had to dissolve 'em

Like acid to bases

They want me to go back to Acid, the basic

Shit that's just tasteless

Now I'm flippin' it up like the Taste did

This year in Chicago when they started chargin' for tickets

Ayy shout out to the hood, they ain't gon' keep chargin' for tickets

If they don't let us in then we're chargin' the bridges

They tried to charge like Tar with the bridges

I went to school with my sisters

And speakin' of my sisters

I got Fatimah Noname Gypsy comin' through on the feelings

What's up!?


[Verse 3: Noname Gypsy]

Ayy it's Fatimah, Mrs. Noname Gypsy

Not tipsy today but I'm Ripley today

Like he said before, I'm knockin' on your door

I'm comin' through with metaphor after metaphor

Like Meta 5 I'm still alive, like the beehive

On some Beyoncé shit, I'm hella equipped

For anything if you're ready, I'm heavy

Like Monique, that was a fat reference

You can put me on the guest list

You can tell me that I'm next, bitch

And I'd be like, "Fasho I am!"

Sorry fam, I'm not a good freestyler

Uh I don't know what to say

I'm kinda crazy, kinda hazy, smokin' hazy

I'm off the top, I'm super lazy, hella Jay Z

But not Jay Z, I meant jaded, I'm faded

I be smokin' mad cigarettes

Uh, I'm in a jet, I got a jetpack

I'm super black like Obama or like Nina Simone

I'm comin' home again like Kanye should've


[Outro: Noname Gypsy]

Uh, I don't know

Uh is this gonna be a whole freestyle mixtape?

That's crazy

Got my man Chance and my brother Lil B

And of course myself, Noname 

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