Ham Sandwich (USA) - Your Dad Look Like an Abra lyrics

Flow Giratina, it might be demonic
Wallet Morpeko, I'm filling my pockets
They say money talk and my bag is symphonic
I buy out the Anne and
Go chill in the tropics

I'm somewhat iconic, they scared of the Toxic
I'm way beyond ill, fuck an antibiotic
I don't wanna talk if the bag ain't the topic
I'm running through green in the
Hills like I'm Sonic

I'm Lumiose fitted, my sauce is too copious
Kricketune chopper, this shit too melodious
Feel like a Zangoose
These snakes are too odious
Banana clips, let em fly like a Tropius
Mega Altaria draco, I'm floating it
Pull out the chopper when
It's not appropriate
Y'all switching up when you
Move like it's Protean
Goons gonna get em and all his associates

Scolipede, rounds are extendin
That bitch want money, get out of my mentions
They all Follow Me, I demand the attention
Am I the best? It's not even a question

I cannot be stopped cuz I'm breaking the mold
Fade off a shear and you catching a cold
These niggas Kartana, pull up and they fold
PokeNav blowing up, shit getting old

Feel like I'm Mewtwo, I cannot be caged
I pull out the 40, the Dragon's in Rage
Bands on Meowth, I'm just tryna get paid
Chill with Necrozma in Ultra Beast space

Say I'm not hard you might be off a bean
Feel like Volcanion, just blowing off steam
That nigga can't run cuz I'm Lookin too Mean
If he Signal for help imma pull out a Beam

Ay, yuh, Shiny Psyducks in my wallet man
That's blue bills
Y'all niggas on Komala shit that's blue pills
Y'all Wishiwashi niggas stay together
Till the fight real, fuck blue gills
Had to put my heart on that Refrigerate and
Now this Normal type is kinda too chill
Your father might be a Feebas
That nigga way too elusive, huh
My bitch got Moon and I'm passing her Suns
So I guess that we trading exclusives, huh
Remoraid niggas just hang on a nigga who
Drippin, they kind of a nuisance, huh
I might just host up a pageant inside
Of my hideout just for my amusement, huh

My Anger Point is too low, try to catch me
Off guard and I might fuckin lose it, huh
Nobody round me want smoke like I'm off a
Repel but I didn't even use it, huh
Gun on my hip got a name and they calling
It Smeargle the way that I drew it, huh
You try to get at the Champ and you catching
A Four cuz the squad full of shooters, huh

Ay, every line hit, I ain't Minccino words
This kiddo the goat and you follow the herd
Fetchin your bitch and she calling me Sir
I'm up in her loins and I'm making em Purr

Deerling evolve how I'm raisin my dough
Sun shining future, I double my Growth
Regigigas how I started off slow
Now I just chill on Indigo Plateau, yuh
Bitch