Gudetama (a GLUE TRAP Remaster)

I'm slump in my room, Gudetama Niggas do not want the drama I'm from Hawai'i, Obama I spit on the beat like a llama I need to count money and commas I'm coming around like it's karma If my bros is lackin' I'll arm 'em If we meet with the opps we gon' harm 'em If we meet with the thots Imma charm 'em I always keep plans like I'm Armin We squeezin' triggers like Charmin Treat the trigger like a stress ball I'm eatin' good in a mess hall Free my cousin straight out the pen 'Cus I'm sick of getting his collect calls I prolly should hit him back Might take a flight off the map Shawty keep hitting my jack Yosemite Sam, I'm blowin' my stack Borderlands 2, I'm fly with the raks Bruce Wayne, I ride with a bat Max Payne, I doubled the gat Doc Lewis, I'm coachin' the Mac Donald Duck, you friends with a rat Hop to it before you get splat Hack tooie the beat I just a spat Yo bitch chest is bare I paint it white Korilakkuma All my niggas apes with a drum they'll Rillaboom ya Tryna step out with more gold than Montezuma Make my opps die a thousand times like I'm Akuma Call me Rosalina 'cus I'm stayin' with a Luma How you hate on me your favorite rapper is a groomer Never know what's up I keep a glove just call me Tsuna Make them boys fight amongst themself Monokuma Imma put that metal to ya face I'll Doctor Doom ya Kid Cudi boy I'm on the moon I'm hella lunar Up the stick at night yeah that's a moonbeam Don't act like you my friend you never knew me Leave you in the past I'm on to new things How you gon' critique don't even do things How you gon' critique don't even do rap Don't come around my house don't even do that Why you up on me girl where ya dude at Shorty stuck on me guess I'm a glue trap