"Ignant" lyrics

Whoa
Tell me what it feels like
Have you ever heard (Yessir) something so ignant?

Yo, I'm on the bars like Hannibal King, dips and pull-ups (Woo)
My iPhone full of them bars, nigga, pull up (Yeah)
You could look at my face, I'm serious, on fire
The rapper mad to the D. Dot period
Boy, I'm a problem that's hard to solve
My success, fuckin' wit' you, mazel tov (Yeah)
I didn't sell my soul, only what God call
I'm riding horsepower, you ride the iron horse (Giddyup)
I'm a rude awakening for niggas sleepin'
I ghost you, fuckin' with me, Tommy Egan (Yeah)
Smell my blackness, I define what rap is
Bump my shit or nigga get proactive
Boy, you don't want no smoke, this is cancerous (Yep)
Blood pressure high as the fuck from the cannabis (Yessir)
My whole city motivated off the stench
And I'm ready like a third-string player off the bench, nigga (Let's go)

Whoa, look mama, I made it
Women admiring the king, kiss the ring (Huh)
Money in my bag (Yeah), all my niggas strapped (Yeah)
And all you need to know is this here is ignant (Whoa, hey)
Look mama, I made it (Woo)
Women admiring the king, kiss the ring (Let's go)
Fire in my blunt, fire on my hip (Yeah)
And all you gotta know is it's ignant (Whoa)

This beat make me wanna slap the shit outta everybody (Yeah)
Your loud mouth better calm it down (Calm it down)
It's like a baby Kuwait and Iraq and my part of town
'Cause we official like Kardinal
We gettin' money, yo, we in position, hey
We makin' moves, none of us tryna beat a case (Facts)
It's Brick City, baby (Brick City), and the champ is here (Yeah)
Find another nigga like me — where? Yeah (Come on)

Whoa, look mama, I made it
Women admiring the king, kiss the ring (Huh)
Money in my bag (Yeah), all my niggas strapped (Yeah)
And all you need to know is this here is ignant (Whoa, hey)
Look mama, I made it (Woo)
Women admiring the king, kiss the ring (Let's go)
Fire in my blunt, fire on my hip (Yeah)
And all you gotta know is it's ignant