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Sweatpants (Feat. Problem)

Childish Gambino

Because The Internet


Watching haters wonder
why Gambino got the game locked
Half-Thai thickie, all she wanna do is Bangkok
Got her hair done, French braids, now she A$AP
Bino so insensitive, she asking "Why you say that? "
I'm chilling, real nigga feeling
Rich kid, asshole; paint me as a villain
Still spitting that cash flow – DJ Khaled
I got a penthouse on both coasts – pH balance
Real nigga, I rep those
Why though? 'cause I said so
Hip deep in that Pepto
I got five on her like Ben Folds
I got more tail than that PetCo
You faker than some Sweet'N Low
Yeah, you got some silverware
But really are you eating though?
Are you eating though? Nigga, are you eating though?
Breakfast, lunch, and dinner's for beginners
You ain't even know
Never catching cases, why they faces look so E-M-O?
Watch a hater hate me
Wanna play me like a piano
My architect know Japanese
Your girl, she jocking these
No hands like soccer teams
And y'all fuck boys like Socrates
You niggas ain't copping these
Niggas ain't looking like me
Nah, I ain't checking I. D
But I bounce 'em with no problem
Tell 'em, Problem (Problem!)

I'm winnin', yeah, yeah, I'm winnin' (what?)
I'm winnin', yeah, yeah, I'm winnin' (what?)
I'm winnin', yeah, yeah, I'm winnin' (what?)
Rich kid, asshole, paint me as a villain

Whaat?
Don't be mad cause I'm doing me better than you doing you
Don't be mad cause I'm doing me better than you doing you
Don't be mad cause I'm doing me better than you doing you
Better than you doing you, fuck it, what you gon' do?
(whaat?)

Different color, my passport
Instagram my stack load
Hashtag my day wear
And your girl drank my day care
And I'm born rich, life ain't fair
It's silver spoon coon, ho
Ain't nobody sicker in my Fisker, "vroom-vroom, " ho
Ain't nobody—
(Fiskers don't make noise
When they start up, just so you know)
Top of the holy totem
R-r-r-rich forever, a million was not the quota
My father owned half the MoMA
And did it with no diploma
Year off, got no rules, tripping off of them toadstools
More green than my Whole Foods
and I'm too fly, Jeff Goldblum
Got a glass house in the Palisades, that AKA
White hood, white hood; O-KK
Furniture custom, you shop at IKEA
Show Maserati, you whipping a Kia
Spending this money, it's longer than Nia
Live like a Coppola, me and Sofia
Waking up broke, man, wouldn't wanna be ya
Friends with the dopeman, help a nigga re-up
Bring a girlfriend, man, trouble when I see her
"Err-eh-err-eh", onomatopoeia
Oh, I got my cool on! (tailor-made!)
I'm winning so they had to dump the Gatorade
And I don't give a fuck about my family name!

Whaat?
Don't be mad cause I'm doing me better than you doing you
Don't be mad cause I'm doing me better than you doing you
Don't be mad cause I'm doing me better than you doing you
Better than you doing you, fuck it, what you gon' do?
(whaat?)

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