"Omakase" lyrics

(Haha, what the f-)
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
(Haha, what the f-)
Huh, huh, huh, huh
(Haha, what the f-)
(Haha, what the f-)
Huh, huh, huh, huh

I hate how when we take the molly, we get closer (I hate it, I hate it, I hate)
'Cause we won't be as open-minded when we sober (No, no)
I bet your bitch would wait in line to take a photo (Wait, wait)
You stab my back? No, your sorry can't cut (What the fuck?)
I bust my ass day and night, Kid Cudi, huh (Fuck, fuck)
Been runnin' that mouth for days and still ain't said nothin', huh (Not a damn thing)
So many dead faces, look like a mass murder (Ah, ah)
I'm slidin' in with the Hell', make everybody heads turn, huh

I'm Savage, the Macho Man, just watch your head before I jump off them ropes
As soon as I buy you that bag, go and pop that tag, 'cause I do not plan on returnin'
T-shirt might be blank, but it'd break your bank, I don't even know where it's from
This ho go both ways, and I say, "Okay," I'ma still take that down
I see your comments, lil' man, still can't give you the time of day
Three-point-five in this wood, look like Megan Thee Stallion leg
My body wide, so I can't fit this Number Nine tee, goddamn (Nope, nope)
I should've never believed that bitch, and she should've never believed my ass

I hate how when we take the molly, we get closer (I hate it, I hate it, I hate)
'Cause we won't be as open-minded when we sober (No, no)
I bet your bitch would wait in line to take a photo (Wait, wait)
You stab my back? No, your sorry can't cut (What the fuck?)
I bust my ass day and night, Kid Cudi, huh (Fuck, fuck)
Been runnin' that mouth for days and still ain't said nothin', huh (Not a damn thing)
So many dead faces, look like a mass murder, huh (Ah, ah)
I'm slidin' in with the Hell', make everybody heads turn, huh

So much ash on my body, look like I got set on fire
I didn't ask for your two cents, keep that shit inside your pocket
Left watch presidential, look like I'm gon' run for office
I bought it, I didn't rent it, so I drive it how I want to (I drive, drive, drive, drive, drive)
This a tussle, me against the Fronto (Against the-)
Jimmy Butler, hit him with the cross-up (Hit him with the-)
Just built this range, I still legged it, all the options
I take her brain, then I take her, omakase (On my own)