Meep Meep

I need more on a week, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
More murder to beat
Fuck an Audemar, I need a house on the lake
Stop around the broad until I flush out all the snakes

They know that I am him, but they always pump the brake
Turn into some pigeons like they're all out on some skates
Shit, I'm on a mission, I've been on it for a while
Couldn't keep up with me, yeah, they're all in denial

Writing bars in my phone while I was floating down the Nile
Yeah, it's PTK, been away since a child
I live a life that is so wild, they think I'm going crazy
Who needs a boss-down AP when I've been growing daisy

She thought she could do better, but she was mistaken
Look at all the cheddar that the kids been breaking
I move like Jack Risler, I could kill your sister
Osama been risen, I'm the veteran, I'm grizzled

I've been running through a mall like I'm Mario
I was whizzing all the birds way back at Barios
That's Julio, it's Coolio, about me
I was celebrating music since I was three

I couldn't wife a fucking girl that has been hollering me
A lesson that was taught to me
They got problems and I see they don't address them
Yeah, I wrote so fucking much, I've got a blast pen

Know this shit comes off the top cause I'm the next gem
I'm a veteran designer cause the culture had to dress that
I've got the rizzles, have my soul, man, this shit's easy
Running through them like I'm Sonic, man, it's sleazy

And all the girls, they get excited when they meet me
Roadrunner in the game and yellin' meet me
I need the mills, need the mills like I'm Meek Meek
Tell them all to get out the way like it's B.B

We got the guys on the line over FaceTime
Most send it in a pack, he does it fast time
Oh, it's serious, it's not our past time
I still have so much to say, but it's the last rhyme

I still have so much to say, but it's the last rhyme
That's Julio, it's Julio, about me
I was celebrating music since I was three
I couldn't wife a fucking girl that has been hollering me

A lesson that was taught to me
They got problems and I see they don't address them
Yeah, I wrote so fucking much, I've got a blast pen
And all this shit comes off the top cause I'm the next gem

Learned designer cause the culture had to dress them
I've got the rhythms out my soul, man, and shit's easy
Running through them like I'm Sonic, man, it's sleazy
And all the girls, they get excited when they meet me