[Lyric] Everday Iggy Azalea Murda Bizness Remix (XTVCY)

Its that automatic, no manual to bare this swag habit
Jackrabbit you ain't hare the kid spit magic
Abstract it, they ain't get it. I straight jacket
Psych habits. Im nuts I get it straight crackin
Ima star, you ain't no aka Patrick
Sponge Bob yellow jewels, looking mad lavish
Crack attics know its dope sealed in clear plastic
Muthafuckas Im the shit and you all maggots
Ride around stunting in that all black phantom
But your boy dont need one cause your boy damn handsome
And my swag kinda random, throwing money like a tantrum
While these hoes keep on dancing
Niggas call me lame, well squares up like "Sandford-
And Son" like a leopard cause Im spotted with the fattest
Chicks flock in any weather, Im their Ruler
Need a measure, cause their ass thick as sweaters
You get em moist I get em wetter
Colder than a winter, toting paper like a printer
All these bitches want a splinter
Thats the wood between their fingers
Get em squirting like a srinkler
Im a smoker not a drinker
Wonder why Im like a slanger
That dope for the thinkers
I do this everyday, everyday Im getting paper
9 to 5 fuck a hater, Now or Later smoke the flavors
Jealous stares, elevators.See you later alligator
Lecoste customs form my tailor
Balling like a fuckin Laker

Ice cream truck swag, hear me coming with the snack
Fin to treat you like some wax, we getting lit up in the back
Getting cheese and the macs, thats that apple and that kraft
And Im scaled like a grapth, you can see my fuckin stats
Pam An with the racks, neva step up on a crack
Tell my mom I got her back, Im a get her out the trap
Where them drug dealers at, send that paper like a fax
To my fam not a frat if not destined hail a cab
Swag overload dra drowning on a boat
So im puffin on that dro tryna keep your boy afloat
Now give your boy a toast, I like my omelet with the oats
Sa sunny side up and remember to remove the yokes
Bad bitches give me throat, till they gag like a joke
Wear them out like a coat, then you call they ain't spoke
On they job finger qoutes. Succeed than they choke
You feel like a grope and Im winning, heres the boast
Rub it in let it soak. I ride dirty, need some soap
Cause Im lean on a slope. Give me pizza and some coke
Tryna hang like a rope cause Im fresher than some scope
Mouthwash for your throat, when all these ni@## qoute
I do this everyday, everday Im getting paper
9 to 5 fuck a hater, Now or Laters, smoke them flavors
Jealous stares elevators. See you later alligator
Lecoste customs from my tailor
Ballin like a fuckin Laker