[Refrain x9: Victor Olalekan]
Full House!
[Verse 1: Victor Olalekan]
Okay, what's good? Young Vic on the mic
Got this beat on fire, no water in site
No fangs in your bite, no swag in your style
Cooking you up like Julia Child
Meryl Streep, make you all weep, riding in my Benzo
Make it go "beep beep", take your main girl
Take your chick to the backseat, when I go skeet skeet
She like "Oooh wee! Vicky Vicky, you so nasty"
I be like "Girl you just sexed me", Up and down
Round and round, got the nicest booty in this town
Okay, woah, back on track, Usain Bolt, we running laps
Going off right at a snap, Hit the club they give me dap
I'm like that, you are not, Doing my thing, beat go knock knock
Who is there at my door? That's your girl, she wants some more
Cuz my stroking is vicious, your girl is delicious
She sucking my dick and giving you kisses
She tired of chumps like you and your crew
She got a bad friend, bouta mess with her, too
[Refrain x2: Victor Olalekan]
Full House!
[Verse 2: Victor Olalekan]
Xs on my hands like Kaws, been drug free since my epic dawn
New formed spawn, rhythm I'm kickin is something pernicious
The way that I'm dealing is way too vicious
Take your shovel and dig your ditch, your chick is my dish
I'll eat that danish, mmm she tasty, sweet puff pastry, creamy, gooey
Sinner man, eat that Cinnabon, nice round buns, baby have my son
Bam bam bam, pum pum I slam, beat it like it owe me, Uncle Sam
IRS, flow too perfect, now who's next, Show respect
I'm on deck, you down low, RIP to all my foes, I just go, stop, wait, woah
Turn the faucet and let that flow, overflow up on that floor, in my zone, bad girl on my phone
I'm gone, too slow, hahahaha, kill this beat like Vegeta
Hit them with the Galick Gun, Kakarot with Spirit Bomb
(Now Crank!)
No punchlines, just uppercuts to the nuts, low blows, catch me on the tracks like Flo Jo
You go "No, Young Vic beast mode!", Eat these beats like a bag of Fritos
We know, we know, he go "Woo, weep weep weep like the lost sheep"
Got a little thing for Lil Bo Peep, hey baby girl, you looking hella sweet
Got them weak with this new flow, Ludacris bow them bows
None of y'all can see me boy, blazing like I'm Brandon Roy!
