"Operation: Kill Chet Haze" lyrics

So, I will

Hey, If you want another, you get it (Woo!)
Hey! (Uh, yeah)

Nighttime, sympathize, I returning all white lies
Yeah, that's right, but I'ma tell the truth tonight (Tonight)
The truth is, your girl is looking tipsy (Ow)
I've been drinking too, I think she coming home with me (Ow! Yeah!)
You ain't gotta wonder when we coming home, comma (Huh)
I'm digging in the caves and I'm looking for Osama (Looking for Osama)
After I find you two is from Obama, next on the list
The Pope, Labecka and Dalai Lama
Use to stay for your drama, but I've been impatient
Ever since I heard that Wish lady won a van masturbate (Shoot)
Mister, mister, don't you tell me (Christine!)
Your product's fake and your dope is frail
I get a little scared when I open mail
'Cause I ran a red light trying to catch the sale
I earned that check with a room and payout
So, you fuck around me, and you get impaled (Bow!)
Took these stacks out, nigga, you ain't a true blood (Whoo!)
I know some niggas give you a bitch ass nude hub
Run around the world with that fucking blue slut (Hah!)
You ain't ready for this dub, skeet!

Ha-ha-ha, aye man, aye
Let me get it, let me get it man, ha-ha-ha (Aye)
Aw man, uh (Go)

Playing fine, get smothered in baby shit (Huh?)
Jordan, 84', nigga, the greatest bitch (Word)
Aw man, I gotta do it to ya (Huh)
Niggas can't measure up, better catch your rulers (Hah, hah, hah, hah)
Be in love with niggas, get laid, I school'ed ya (Nigga, what?)
Tryna battle me, my nigga, who are you fooling? (Ha-ha!)
God, don't make me have to pull my charge
My finger, real like an illustrator
Don't like my shit then turn down the fade up
Blow, these niggas breathin' like Darth Vader (Blow!)

Ha, huh, ha, huh
Ha, huh, ha, huh
Ha, huh, ha, huh
Ha, huh, ha, huh

Oh my fucking gosh, a rapper just threatened me (No)
Gotta cook up a diss before I lose a recipe (Uh)
Fake-rapper-potpie, one scoop of fettuccini (One scoop)
Little blunt ash and a splash of bitch-ass-ness (Cook)
Now, when these times were the least to me
There's a lot of artists out there look a lot like Slim Shady (Hmm)
Bubble Sparks, Barky Mark Asher Roth, Colby
You can take a pail lift and lick the 'Bron off my brown speed (Hah!)
No color attached and lashed onto hip hop (Bam)
Like young buck stopped, your figure never come back now (Bow)
Stay in your league, you minor, we major (Whoop!)
We ground hog, homie, you ain't use to petite (Titty!)
Ask Vanilla Ice, rich hill stack-a-league (Stack-a-league!)
Any suburban fake rapper that had a deal (Ha!)
See, I know it's real and I see you right through ya (What?)
Take you off the atlas like nobody ever knew ya (Knew ya!)
Catch ya when you torn, I'll PlayStation move ya (Move ya!)
It's an uncharted territory, turn page, end story, bitch

Nothing on TV, just another day, huh
Wish I knew (Sing it, girl)
Why I'm so in love with you (I don't know, must suck)
No one else in this world will do (moan)
Darling, please save your love for me (Yeah)
Uh

Uh, aw man, whose this calling?
Know, I know, I know
I don't want to fucking tell you
I wonder why people just don't fucking understand
It's so, uh