Kompressor (feat. Larry June)

Uh-huh

It's me

It's him, who the fuck else?

Squats

What a view, huh?

Shoulders

What a fucking view

Back

What a fucking view

Neck

You know me

Legs, legs

Always coming through

In other news, pulling big bazookas out the bubble goose

Hunting for the truth

Rub something to numb up my tooth

Then wrap the rope around my waist and jump from the roof

As it explodes into a pile of rubble and doom

Man, how you trying to be a thug in front of the moon?

And why you trying to pull the rug from up under the goon?

I'm backstage doing nunchucks

Straight from Queens, baklava, baby, one love

Don't try to hit me with the fist bump, dawg

I don't fuck with chipmunks acting like they shit don't stunk

I'm catching alleys off the backboard for a sicko dunk

Triple-toe lutz

And when I sing Ginuwine songs, these bitches go nuts

I'm so anxious

Before forty, I'm trying to be ripped as fuck

I purchased dick sucks for forty bucks before

And that's a bargain if you ask me

I'm known for driving rare cars at fast speeds, that's it

That's it

And I need my motherfucking initials embroidered on every towel in this motherfucker

All Turkish cotton

Talk my shit

Aye, aye, aye

Grab a bagel then I slide to my other spot

I'm Magnum, P.I. in this F8 whoop down, but could've took the other drop

I'm looking at Alcatraz, driving two miles per hour

Fix my hat, roll the window down, collect a couple thousand

Stopped by the deli, she on the call, it's gon' be an hour

I'm somewhere out in Santa Cruz, hit the room, take a shower

A four and a nickel in the stash spot when I slide

Fingerprinted safe, it's a camera when you look inside

I hopped out looking like Shaft, I'm a whole mood

I'm dozing off, counting old hundreds in this vintage coogi

My bitch got a Range, she ain't drove since 2022

You fucked up thinking you the prize, you a whole groupie

My kitchen got lights by Tom Dixon, but I'm watching Tubi

Popping wheelies on my Zaskar, work in my Tumi

Recessed lights in my garage bouncing off the paint

Dropped off some fresh game and slid straight to the bank, what's happening