KC-3K / Denji

I'm finna light it on fire Poppin' a drum with my friend Ooh, then he did his dance Yes he did his dance Do yo dance, do yo, do yo, do yo dance Yeah, do yo dance, do yo, do yo, do yo dance Do yo dance, do yo, do yo, do yo dance Yeah, do yo dance, do yo, do yo, do yo dance Ooh, do your dance Dance in the Dior pants Ooh, Dior dance Dance in the Dior pants I'm Donkey Kong, I'm a ape in the jungle And she got a rose-gold body She wanna ride and connive I'm finna rock in her thighs Big drum, dada-da-dada The glock go pow and bang She got a butt-tha-tha-tha-tha Holster the beretta Huh, buh, I'm finna do my dance Huh, buh, money gon' sag my pants I'm finna light it on fire (Yah, whew) Poppin' a drum with my friend Ooh, then he did his dance Yes he did his dance Do yo dance, do yo, do yo, do yo dance Yeah, do yo dance, do yo, do yo, do yo dance Do yo dance, do yo, do yo, do yo dance Yeah, do yo dance, do yo, do yo, do yo dance (Yo, B-EfEl!) When I was a youngin', I had a lil' dome Now It's a crown They ménage on my teeth, massagin' my feet The freaks of the week I got a lil' older, I hopped in the stu' I made me a beat I did it again, again, again and again When I was a youngin', I had a lil' dome Now It's a crown They ménage on my teeth, massagin' my feet The freaks of the week I got a lil' older, I hopped in the stu' I made me a beat I did it again, again, again and again Whenever they die, they lost it and found Rest in peace, soul to keep Got locked in the pound, in a dirt mound Drivin' right over, Jeep I'm ownin' the town, raisin' the talent Touchin' a place you'll never be Chainsaw Man, like Denji I had an appointment with Benji I'm up in the Wraith, rockin' the Raf Make the opps feelin' my wrath She havin' some cake, rockin' her Dunks Man, I was lovin' her style She got her some chi-chis, I love 'em Man, I was lovin' your style Where did you get your style? I'm tryna be your stylist Look at the watch, know that it's bustin' Man, I'm the man of the hour Look at her crotch, know that it's clean Man, she be smellin' like flowers Mitsubishi race seats Nigga, you best believe Charlie XCX, know that you stunt it the best, oh Forever compatible, crushin' the powder Crush it with power No question about it, ain't doin' no poutin' Sellin' the brick with my eyes closed I ain't Tyrone I can't be cloned The risin' of snitches, they move like balogna Tiger fur, I'm feelin' like Tony She got tiger stripes, she lookin' like Roary When I was a youngin', I had a lil' dome Now It's a crown They ménage on my teeth, massagin' my feet The freaks of the week I got a lil' older, I hopped in the stu' I made me a beat I did it again, again, again and again Whenever they die, they lost it and found Rest in peace, soul to keep Got locked in the pound, in a dirt mound Drivin' right over, Jeep I'm ownin' the town, raisin' the talent Touchin' a place you'll never be Chainsaw Man, like Denji I had an appointment with Benji When I was a youngin', I had a lil' dome Now It's a crown They ménage on my teeth, massagin' my feet The freaks of the week I got a lil' older, I hopped in the stu' I made me a beat I did it again, again, again and again Whenever they die, they lost it and found Rest in peace, soul to keep Got locked in the pound, in a dirt mound Drivin' right over, Jeep I'm ownin' the town, raisin' the talent Touchin' a place you'll never be Chainsaw Man, like Denji I had an appointment with Benji