Showoff - Triple One

Sick yellow piston, I’m on a mission

Reach for the heat and get burnt by the bomb

Blast off the booster seat, I’m on the team to beat

They better fall to knees, where I’m from

Stardust boys generate the thunder

We intergalactic why they wonder

Three One’s stole the game by surprise

Glide round the Inner West on my spaceship

4 door Subaru when they race it

Froze so quick, put 10 to this face

Red silk on my wrist, gram in my fist

Lonely they follow into the abyss

Get wetter for me, better for me

The general quick to get lost in a spree

«Picnic Hanging Rock» out my pocket

Not enough time to reset the rocket

Hang with the kings and you’re gonna get king hits

See F.T.W.

flew off astral plane shit

You can’t be me, I’m a rap star

I’m mobbin' out the back of a black car

Black kicks, black cap, black track-style

Headbangin' till I break, Marty go wild

Yellow nuts they drop to pavement

You better run and get my payment

We do not fuck with lame men

This is my final statement

Blade on my heart

Don’t lock me up in my craft

They can not hold me down from on Mars

I cannot cry for you when I’m always broken

We do not provide violence here

Yap a lot, you meet silence here

Mollydooker got the cream and sugar

I’m a perfect cooker, it’s a science, dear

Halo, Halo, But you were so off

(Because you want me to be it)

And you a showoff

(Whenever you despise me I be it)

Halo, Halo, But you were so off

(Because you want me to be it)

And you a showoff

(Whenever you despise me I be it)

Take apart my self, inside I’m righteous

Close ya legs, ya lips are looking priceless

Bitches loving blow inside her sinus

Bitches hot and cold just like the climate

This is feelin' wrong but I could try it

You just mute your phone without an eyelid

I got shivers down my neck excited

Taking off the strip just like a pilot

Cry me to sleep I got a bag dreams with no strings 'cause they paid for

Inside a sheet ya eyes won’t release, we touched hip what a damn shame

Kiss my lip I’m on fingertip, eggshells on the ice what a hot mess

Double back just to hit the mack she want me to get beat like I’m dead meat

So who’s to say if I confide inside myself

Or who’s to say it’s only relevant when notches on the belt

Evident my conversation get to something else

'Cause when it round the circle oculating gets to someone else

So fuck you I won’t hold my lip

I got the devil on the telly, but remote won’t flick

It’s liking led inside the belly, but the bozo’s thick

And if she hit me on the celly think my phone don’t itch

It’s like…

Halo, Halo, But you were so off

(Because you want me to be it)

And you a showoff

(Whenever you despise me I be it)

Halo, Halo, But you were so off

(Because you want me to be it)

And you a showoff

(Whenever you despise me I be it)