make em' mad

childish gambino you will get in with a wristband he know

people took an hour just to stand outside in line

i knew that you would do it

and i reckon you lookin' fine

these bitches better be mine

i'm horny all the time

gambino be the one who put a hump up in your spine

drink a little wine

do a little dance

now i'm goin' home

now i'm in your pants

forget that

i ain't take the condom off

new swag ever since i'm bustin' off

i get head like a bottle of tylenol

you like girls when you know you can buy them all

a fireball

i'm hot as fuck

i bust a nut with tons of sluts

go ahead shake your thing baby

look hot

why the girls doin' me? i mean why not?

i mean why not?

tell her

some bullshit on my whip i'm 'bout to take it back

when i switch it up i pull up in the newest jag

any time we in i hit the strip and do it bad

y'all nigga's hatin' us i know we make 'em mad

it make 'em mad it make 'em mad it make 'em mad

when we put on the swag

it make 'em mad when we put on the swag

ay

childish let me get em'

they ain't in our league

so they can't hang with em'

strip club

and the squad came with em'

two girls in the home

and they fresh outta prison

say words if you get it

we only give a damn if a check came with it

two blunts and that old dude who lives it

i got bitches in the pan who i don't even visit

you came in the carpet

you get a lot of pussy when it ain't do the star

a girl in la and i don't know her name

but she get pissed off when she talking insane

paper man people guns with the thang'

i was a little broke but it started to change

drop a couple songs

and that's all of the bang

cause i ridin' on the track like i'm part of a train

my girl southside when i hit the booth

i drink roc' roc' straight fuck the juice

a big bro throw bread like fuck the loot

i'm back bitch

i'm back prince

i'm back shit

my home boy pissed off

i put my hands on that ass

cause that shit soft

two guns it'll burn off

when you stunt like stevie

it'll turn off