CORSO

(álbum: CALL ME IF YOU GET LOST - 2021)

You see (Uh)
On this here stage tonight is something legendary (Yo)
He goes by the name of The Creator (Crazy, ayo)
But you, you call him Tyler Baudelaire (Look)

I be talking that fresh shit, I don't need gum (Nah)
Cookie crumbs in the Rolls, never no weed crumbs (No)
He ain't talk to his bitch in three days
It ain't gotta be this way, I'm down for the threesome (Woo)
I might buy a boat (Nigga, yeah)
Depends if Capri got space, don't really need one
I can go in the wintertime, baby, I bleed sun
Find another nigga like me 'cause I ain't seen one (Tell 'em, no)
Pull up in that, uh, whatchamacallit? (Nyoom)
Played a couple demos at Madison Square Garden
And tell them motherfuckers at Sony I'm not calling
I'm plotting on a billi', chilly in my garden, yuh

Alright
I admit it
We just been playing with you niggas, man
T, I think you need to load that second clip

B-Hop, uh, French Waltz, uh
She say she like the Royce and I'm like "Which one?"
I got two, hun, look (Let's go)
Catch me in my other-other-other-other crib, that's my AKA
Hurricane-proof all the views, shit like "A Bay Bay" (Damn)
The fuzzy hat, ascot, passport got tattoos
Slim nigga, big dick, with a fucking gap tooth
The way he beam (Bunny)
Call me Mr. Always On Some Shit You Never Seen (Hop)
In that mansion, living single, bitch, I'm Maxine
"Niggas of your standard shouldn't talk"
Give a fuck about your thoughts, call me if you get lost, bitch

Okay, now you understand what we came here to do, right?
Oh yeah, me, I go by the name of DJ Drama
And on my side, that's Tyler Baudelaire
AKA Bunnyhop
AKA The Creator
Call me if you get lost, suckers (Hahaha)
We didn't come to play wit' you niggas

Look, tried to take somebody bitch 'cause I'm a bad person
I don't regret shit because that ... worth it
In the end, she picked him, I hope when they fucking
She still thinking of me 'cause I'm that perfect
I'ma get that deep text when this verse surface
Better send it to my ego 'cause that shit hurting
Hope y'all shit working (True story), I'm a psycho, huh?
Don't give a fuck, you left my heart twerking
Moving, losing, grip on my doings (Yeah)
Eyes is crying on the jet cruising (Phew-phew-phew)
'Bout to spend millions just to fill voids up
Drama, I need you (Yessir), can you turn the noise up?
Can you turn the noise up? Can you turn the noise up? (Go, go, go, go)
Turn the fucking noise up, ah, nigga, my heart broken
Remembered I was rich, so I bought me some new emotions
And a new boat 'cause I'd rather cry in the ocean
It's T, baby, uh

Hahahaha, I tried to tell y'all
I don't even like using the word "bitch"
It just sounded cool