Sick. Uh. Aye. Aye. Aye. Aye. Aye. Aye. Aye. Aye. I do not talk. I do not talk. I am just a rapper. Childish Gambino, hot as a flaming cheeto i'm tighter than baby speedos i'm shifting another kilo and that's because my shits dope walking past the red rope the bouncer is my kin folk so i don't need credentials Sick boy is my clique i got that shit inside a headlock love to make that bam bam we were born to make the bed rock i am so hip hop more so than you guys i am legend you guys are true lies tipsy like some jenga shout out to my topangas them fifty fit girls stay wrapped around my finga nerdy girls from every where they scope me out like there he is my whole crew's sick i'm hanging out with jerry's kids hold up mother fucker it's gambini on the microphone screaming like your father when he comes home and the light are on girls addicted to my dick my wallet is there methadone brain dead niggas love beef they are vegetables i am on that fly shit fuck that, i'm orbiting my face is everywhere fuck that, i'm norbiting i can feel your heat, momma i can hear your feet, momma ...give you the sunrise i wanna give you the sunrise i wanna give you the sunrise i wanna give you the sunrise