American Ultra

Im just a fucking person Look if I could do it all Id be a threat on purpose Yeah Id wash out all these fuckers like some good detergent Im ultra in tune with my instincts Got them kinda nervous Something just got into my system Now I feel refurbished Oh good god Keep it quiet I gotta close the curtains I tried to hide my demons down until it all resurfaced Im tapped into this power Same way Jesse Eisenberg is A lot of eyes are lurking Like its tick tock Watch your mouth cause this shit might just blow on tik tok Master my craft Ive put more time in then your wristwatch Ive seen the future Give me my space and f*ck that slick talk Bitch Im in my bag They cant contain me with no ziploc Piss off Don't get close cause we don't lip lock A lot of weight put on my shoulders to get the chip off Chip off my shoulder Bitch im too cold like I eat my fish raw Ive been maturing through the struggle This ain't no kids bop I've been reincarnated I might be the big poppa Im coming notorious I want more of this when I pop up And shit they might just say that Im sick But f*ck a doctor Or maybe they just tryna water me down But Im too fired up right now I never signed up to get clowned Im not lined up with this crowd Once my times up ill be proud of what it feels like Bitch Im in the field Might have to show you what that feels like We can't make a deal I feel that something don't feel right Eyes down When Im around Like Im not around And its whatever Ya'll just left me in the lost and found I craved your attention Not to mention that Im somebody now Man turn me up I feel relentless got me smiling Im a fucking person Look if I could do it all I'd be a threat on purpose Yeah Id wash out all these fuckers like some good detergent Im ultra in tune with my instincts Got them kind of nervous Something just got into my system Now I feel refurbished Oh good god Keep it quiet I gotta close the curtains I tried to hide my demons down until it all resurfaced Im tapped into this power Same way Jesse Eisenberg is A lot of eyes are lurking I can see the future Look me in my eyes Ill get you stoned Medusa And I don't ever get no days off This ain't Ferris Bueller But you still all up into my shit I snap like what's it to ya Now they want smoke But they wouldn't pull this nozzle on the hookah And I don't need no Ruger To haunt your dreams like Freddie Krueger Now Ive got no limits with this shit Limitless Bradley Cooper But Im not so different from you until I blow like Bazooka And I ain't used to this confidence like I chugged Sambuca Now I need a woosah Calm down now Dive in like a scuba Pray to the buddha Cause you might have to get used to the fact Imma swallow your ass up like barracudas Play your position this ain't Karma sutra Ya'll treated me like a loser Had to just wash all my fake friends Out of my face like a loofa For acting up tryna hold me back What a nuisance Ive cared so much Ive became foolish Imma get ruthless Big intentions Sorry but Imma have to surpass Joyner Lucas Ya'll shoulda knew this I dont even need your two cents Imma tie up my loose ends Now I need to put these screws in To be the biggest thing from Massachusetts