$ir Racha

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Oh no, Lyrics Born, where you been so long? Te llamo my [?] Hello, California! I'm in NOLA smoking yellow with a bottle of Omar and a sip of Coca-Cola—no lie With the homie [?] on trombone And Bobby on bass, big band, baritone saxophone Hola' No lie 'Cause I can travel with the homies and their freshest street talk Chat with execs 'bout their Shetland sheepdogs "Oh, it was so fantastic! [?] Sebastian The mountains of Aspen, campin'" Like a dope addict in the open attic Hopin' they can smoke it like an automatic weapon When I'm going at it—bang! You want some? Get some Get it out your system [Chorus] Oh, baby, they call me $ir Racha Because I'm hotter than fire I'm kicking like a rooster (Ca-caw!) Your number one party-starter [Verse 2] Uh, I'm the head Asian in charge I like it, I love it, I'm the Asian DeBarge I'm your long-lost cousin My foot up yo' ass like a damn sock puppet So don't piss me off Got a history of blatant disregard In a feather fedora And expensive couture Looking hella mature Y'all green like algae I'm seasoned like Lawry's Here I am, Al Green Horns on the down-beat *horns* Shining very bright in this motherfucker I'm like Barry White in this motherfucker Twenty-piece funk band Strings, brass on-track Keys, bass, love that Japanese frontman—bang! You want some? Get some Get it out your system [Chorus] Oh, baby, they call me $ir Racha (Oh!) Because I'm hotter than fire I'm kicking like a rooster (Ca-caw!) Your number one party-starter Uh Huh-uh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh [Verse 3] Take it, feel that electricity That titillating energy, that sizzling intensity—bing! It hits you instantly That tickling feeling that's called an el-piphany It's when you come to the correct conclusion What you hear [?] is the best in music Y'all children shit Field trip shit, 'Bob the Builder' shit I got a toy box that's filled with shit I got a voicebox that killed this shit 'Cause I built this shit Drilled it, nailed it, sealed this shit Y'all ain't doin' nothin' I tore down the walls Y'all stole the copper plumbing Y'all steal this shit—bang! You want some? Get some Get it out your system [Chorus] Oh, baby, they call me $ir Racha (Oh!) Because I'm hotter than fire I'm kicking like a rooster (Ca-caw!) Your number one party-starter [Verse 4] Snakeskin down to the floor, you dig? Drinking that shit like a porpoise-fish Blazin' that shit like an arsonist And I'mma change shit up—metamorphosis Uh, I can't say it enough You want me on a track? Start saving up Y'all stock went down, I'm raising up So real, baby, can't make this up! It's mo shit, this some vagrant stuff What you call this, here? Man, this ain't a club! I mean, I make a club with some paper cups And a tanker truck full of Jameson Introducing my fragrance, it's called Eau de Funk Spray you some You want some? Get some Get it out your system [Chorus] Oh, baby, they call me $ir Racha (Oh!) Because I'm hotter than fire I'm kicking like a rooster (Ca-caw!) Your number one party-starter