Lyrics Childish Gambino

Childish Gambino

I Be On That

I be on that other shit, I'm harder than a consonant

And that's because I'm flyer than the mother ship, you

ostrich

I'm awesome rich. Call a bitch. Fresher than my

lozenges

The problem is you in the Danger Zone like Kenny

Loggins is

I'm fly, I'm tight. They say I'm sick, they right

You think you good? I swear, put your shit to bed. Good

night

Yes, I'm sittin' on the bench 'cause I don't play no

games

I just spit that Bellevue, watch them go insane

Why these mothafuckas think they wakin' up in pain?

'Cause they sleepin' on the hardest nigga in this game

Hell yes, I'm on that zombie shit, I must get brain

They will not forget me, like I was hit by planes

I ain't got to do it big, I just gotta do it different

And these hoes are on my dick, and if you got it, it

ain't trickin'

I be steady gettin' paper, call a nigga Dunder Mifflin

And these rappers cannot see me, I'm the only one with

vision

I be on that other shit, I be on that other shit, I be

on that other shit

And you can't handle none of it

I be on that other shit, I be on that other shit, I be

on that other shit

And you can't handle none of it

I'm on top of turd mountain; King shit, bitches

Can't nobody top that; Teen Witch, bitches

I don't make it rain, I bring the heat storm, nigga

Weezy F is in jail, I keep his seat warm, nigga

Yes, I get it like I live it

Yes, this pimp is still is pimpin'

Y'all don't want me to be different

What the fuck is y'all thinkin'?

That does not suit me, call it Ben Sherman

'Cause I get more green than Kermit, heard me?

I'm in charge of new shit; Don't talk, do shit

Spittin' at the crowd like I play heavy metal music

I can say anything, call me John Cusack

Keep my dick wetter than the bottom of a cruise ship

Keep it fresh to death. Keep my swag inside a coffin

So fly, I'm in the sky like Vodka, partner

Shout out to Marc Jacobs. Yeah, my feet be feelin'

highbrow

And Band of Outsiders, got your tie on right now

Glory versus failure. There is nothing to it

'Cause you win some and lose some, Sandra Bullock

Tell me when I'm way too much, when no one had faith in

us

They thought Child was child's play, but now, they see

we dangerous

Bring your girl around and let me show her how her body

work

She like me 'cause my wallet fat, it should wear a

Hawaiian shirt

Comin' for your spot, like I do when I'm inside of her

Got the cold, hard green in my hand, no Heineken

Listen up

Listen up, please. Check my steez

Insect ligaments, I'm the bee's knees

Watch my math, like 75 minus 6

How can number 2 be number 1?

Because I'm the shit, bitch

I be on that other shit, I be on that other shit, I be

on that other shit

And you can't handle none of it

I be on that other shit, I be on that other shit, I be

on that other shit

And you can't handle none of it