Unaccommodating

作词 : M Mathers/T. Suby/L. Resto/K. Marrero

作曲 : M Mathers/T. Suby/L. Resto/K. Marrero

Oh, this what we doin'? Alright

Amen, I like a bitch that like to

Wobble wobble, shake it, shake it, break it, break it

Bitch we made it, they hate it, hate i

Pro, professional, pure persistent, I'm paper chasing

I hate complaining, I hated waiting, I'll pay for patience

But I hate to pay a bill and I made a mil without a major deal

Yeah, her ass fake, but she came for real

Money ain't a thing, that ain't a thing for real

It's the broke lingo (Huh)

And no, ain't nothing Saweetie, this is no Quavo

Man, I just get high, let my hoes lay low

I just want some face but this is no facial

Do right and kill everybody, Drake mode (Hello)

Bitch, I'm tryna eat out, take your plate mode (Hello)

Disrespect your life and I'm in gang mode (Grrr)

You can leave this earth, bitch, I'm in rake mode

I'm in cake mode, I'm in brave mode

What up Marshall? I'm a martian, I'm in Wayne mode (Facts)

Neck wet, big drip, I'm in rain mode

Eight niggas, eight hittas, take eight souls (Brrr)

Collect pesos, and I'm paid, so?

Self-made goals, when the pain leaves, where does the pain goes?

Tip of the backwood is where the flame goes

To the sky is where my brain goes

Same pack, same fiend, sellin' the same clothes

Pinocchio on my pistol, they got the same nose

Me and my niggas gotta eat, we share the same stove

Case closed, bodies in my lane, nigga, lane closed

Game over, Thanos on you H-oes

On my petty shit but I don't paint toes

Get the plunger 'cause Marshall and M.A go plum crazy

Call us slick with plumber, 'cause even Dre know

Beat knocks like a beefed up detox you're gonna need three SWATs or

Police officers at least to come pull me off of it and I don't stop

Please dawg, I need y'all to keep talking shit 'cause I feed off it

I am the complete opposite of these retards who spit these weak bars, I'ma leave carnage so toxic, it'll block the wind through your esophagus

Stop it, cutting off your oxygen

And I hit them pads like a boxing gym

Better watch for Slim, better get to popping when I'm at the top again

I won't topple, I'm giving it to anyone who wanna come and get it and I'm not gonna stop

But when they ask me is the war finished with MGK? Of course it is

I cleansed him of his mortal sins, I'm God, I'm the Lord, forgives even the devil worshippers

I'm moving on but you know your scruples are gone when you're born with Lucifers' horns

And you're from the school of Notorious, Puba, Cube and The Poor Righteous Teachers tutored my students

Showed them all the blueprint and formula

But it seems like the more they studied my music, the more they remind me of eyeballs

I'm watching my pupils get cornier (Uh)

But I'm contemplating yelling "Bombs away" on the game

Like I'm outside of an Ariana Grande concert waiting

Here comes Saddam Hussein, Ayatollah Khomeini

Where's Osama Bin? I been Laden lately

Look at how I'm behaving, they want me gone away

They wanna JonBenet me (**** you), I'm unaccommodating

Man, I don't see why they hate me, I'm a clown like John Wayne Gacy

They call me Kanye crazy, APE SHIT, Beyonce, Jay-Z

And I'm back with Andre, baby, and the doctor's operating

But he never put no scrubs on from Snoop Kdot to Shady

Shady like a shadow or your silhouette, intellect, I better check why you feel upset

'Cause I met your bitch out on the internet now I'm getting head like a pillow pet

That bimbo Kim put her lips all the way around this bone and then blow like a dusty cartridge from an old Nintendo

Those were the days but I bet you, I'm never gonna be broke again, no

I don't smoke but I got paper, to be blunt, I'm rolling Indo

And I keep it one comma, zero, zero, zero

Real, real, real, murder, murder, murder, kill, kill, kill

Nickle-plated, twenty two, two, two

Bitch, shut the **** up 'fore I shoot you too

Ain't shit I won't do just to get a few Youtube views

Run up in a church like pew, pew, pew

'Cause that's what I do, do, do

Even to the untrained human eye, we ain't the same, you and I

Somebody should have explained to you why for you to go against me, it's simply insane, you will die

That's why they call me ****ed, it's plain suicide, yeah

But I know magic and here go my last trick, I'm 'bout to say "Abracadabra" and pull a B Rabbit out of my hat

I'm about to relapse and I bet that you won't know how to react

But a look of disgust, I don't doubt it'd be that

As I begin to ****ing devour the track

And you backpedal that is a cowardly act

Like a Saudi attack when the towers collapse

Here comes Saddam Hussein, Ayatollah Khomeini

Where's Osama been? I been laden lately

Look at how I'm behaving, they want me gone away

They wanna JonBenet me (**** you), I'm unaccommodating