FUTURISTIC Scrollin song lyrics

Ya, lame niggas don't know about you be the same ones gon' hate the most

LOL at my comment section to a dumb question when I make a post

Still sipping that Peach Ciroc in my solo cup, time to make a toast

This one go to your fucking momma, she a real one, she done raised a troll

Talk shit on your web browser

See me in person and bitch up

I bet you sleeping with the lights on cause everytime I'm 'round you, you switch up

All these lil boys acting real tough on they keyboards with they fingers tapping

Meet a nigga in the parking lot with them same hands and we'll get it cracking

Have 'em speaking in pig latin

This track is spitting like six dragons

In fact, I didn't practice, it just happened

Make 'em disappear like I did magic

Bitch is spazzing, hit, then I flip the mattress

Delivery man, got a big package

Live lavish, give your man a kiss after

Tell that Boy Meet World, cause I been Savage, yeah

And you been average

Boy I'm bout to blow like Bin Laden

I need a girl who got a big ass

She don't got class, she been absent

Got the game on lock, put it in the cabinet

I been have bread like a picnic basket

I been killing rappers, put 'em in the casket

I been making hits like a tennis racket, goddamn