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[Chorus: Abhi the Nomad] That's just how it is Girl, you ain't my guest, I can't put you on no list Please don't check the wrist I must be olympic, look at all my rings I am not a gymnast, I don't do no splits I don't do no splits [Verse 1: Abhi the Nomad] Take your shoes off at the front of me home Cabinet stacked up with the sauces by the cinnamon cloves (Woo) It don't feel right if that white rice getting done on the stove (Yeah) I mean, I'm fuckin' asian like I'm Sunny Leone Chip on my shoulder A7S on my chest, I'm pulling on the focus Hit the PF to rep, the PR is broken (Broken) I'm all across the web, but I'm Andy, I don't social (Nah) The first part of my album was my Tobey, now I Topher shit B-back on the tour bus, 'bout to jurassic and rattle the coaster Look at me floatin', y'all mix the rap and the indie now Stop the pretendin', who really invented the potion? 'Fore they go switch up and leave it because it ain't trending Remember who stuck with the motive And my manager kosher, I should've made it in '06 Fuck out this bitch Can't pretend I didn't fuck up the motion I could've stuck with the pop shit and OD'd Me and Kato gave you Jordan and Kobe Y'all wasn't making a pit at the show Please play floors Felt like I couldn't connect with the kids like I'm B. Pitt and Jolie (What?) Now I'm goin' Kenobi [Chorus: Abhi the Nomad] Yeah, but that's just how it is Girl, you ain't my guest, I can't put you on no list Please don't check the wrist I must be olympic, look at all my rings I am not a gymnast, I don't do no splits I don't do no splits I don't do no splits All I do is, yeah (Woo) [Verse 2: SVDP] Homebody turned head hunter This introvert goin' extra out Going extraordinary Just to bury couple Larry, Curly Mo's Red rumin' shit Call me Ebenezer, greedy with the gold Might as well touch a Billy Jean 'Fore you ever see me splittin' half the dough I don't do acrobatics I been dead-hanging on these bars Over dead men walking Not knowing that they Dead already, I'ma let 'em live for a little Let 'em all free fall down 'Til they land in the land where they walk with them billy goat legs And a tail, and a hand with a sickle M. Night movie turned real life, 4K Broad daylight, got beat with a nightstick, ya If we talkin' splits, then I'm talking 95/5 If we talking GOATs, then I'm going '95 Nas Tried to tell 'em duck, but they ended up as foie gras Rappers on a label's table, doin' that cha-cha Ha-ha, what a time, what a time to be independent Every six months, got them A&Rs Knockin' on the windows, salivating, tryin' to offer me a deal Bitch, I need nine figures and a happy meal I need five bitches and stack of bills Just to make it rain on your CEO Then wipe my ass with the contract Then I turn around and I tell 'em no All my shorties most wanted Got red dots on 'em Unapologetic, wearing saris and a balaclava That'll pop you like a piñata, ya All my broads got box cutters in bras Incase them cops come around Pop unannounced Tryin' to box with god, nah Tell 'em I been back on my shit Go figure that show fees go for a figure That looks like logos made for olympics This is (This that) Brown boy, sound boy burial Southside, roof off Uncut, raw shit Fuck that, hands up Run that, watch up Times up, give me that Whole pie, I don't do no splits [Chorus: Abhi the Nomad] I don't do no splits I don't do no splits All I do is, yeah I don't do no splits Split, yeah, yeah Uh-huh I don't do no splits Split, all I do is, yeah [Outro] Abhi, please shut the hell up Harrison literally told me you guys do not even have a system on the road with you right now Not even a Switch, not even a Steam Deck, not even a fuckin' Game Boy So shut the hell up and don't even talk to me about video games I don't even play Genshin Impact If anything, this meme would apply to me if you would had said Overwatch, dumbass