I’m So Official lyrics

[INTRO]
"From now on, that'll be, like, our little thing, like you're, like, a little version of me. I'm carrying you around like-- like in a papoose. It would be amazing."

[Hook]
I’m so official, all I need is a whistle
I’m so official, all I need is a whistle
I’m so official, all I need is a whistle
All I need is a whistle
All I need is a whistle


Said I’m so official, all I need is a whistle
I stole that line from Wheezy and Lil’ Drizzle
And yes, it’s the n*gga with the Care Bear kizzles
And f*ck what’chu heard, I don’t even care a little
It’s the B to the izzle, n*ggas can’t see me
Fresh like a baby
Sick like a preemie
Girls double team me - blow me in the parking lot
I used to get f*cked over and now I only f*ck a lot
I love being nerdy, these n*ggas shop at Wal-Mart
I shop so I mall cop, call a n*gga Paul Blart
I’ma have a drug fart, meaning that my sh*t’s dope
n*gga in a bow-tie - that’s my f*ckin’ kinfolk
Girls used to say, “Nope!” - like they watch P&R
Now they say yes because I’m on before P&R
Yes, my European car speaks for itself
I don’t wear that f*ckin’ jewelry, it’s bad for your health
See, where I come from, they would hit you where you’re walkin’
Rip your f*ckin’ chain off, leave you in a coffin
Stay Stone Mountain
n*gga, where my hood at?
n*ggas say, “You it!” when you drinkin’ with a hoodrat
Boy, the beat’s so sick, thank you mc DJ!
Chillin’ on my sofa watchin’ Venture Bros. Blu-rays
n*ggas gettin’ mad because I’m flyer than a Blue Jay
Rappin’ and on tv like a n*gga LL Cool J
Call you on a Tuesday, f*ck you like it’s Friday
I don’t run no drains, b*tch, call my sh*t the highway
Blacker than Mugabe, Whiter than the album
I guess I’m in the middle, so call a n*gga Malcolm
You don’t need to help him
DIY - do it yourself, n*gga don’t try
“Please, just do it!” The girl sound Nike
Guess that’s the reason why these n*ggas don’t like me
Girls I don’t know give my p*nis oral hygiene
My di*k plays the field like my di*k won a Heisman
n*ggas talkin’ sh*t and that sh*t don’t surprise me
And I’m so official, got a badge and a nightstick
["Only one question remains, Eric. Why'd you do it?
- I'll bet you he gets his kicks giving old ladies the heebie-jeebies
- Hell, no. I wanted to see if it felt like pus*y!"]

[Hook]

Said I’m so official, all I need is a whistle
n*gga blew up and he didn’t need a missile
“He tryin’ too hard.” Homie, this my hobby!
I do this on vacation, rappin’ is my golfin’
Young Young Hova, lil’ Lil’ Wheezy
Dress the turd up sl*tty, make the sh*t look easy, uh
I’m the choreographer -
‘cause I’m making moves and you n*ggas just follow ‘em, uh!
Elroy made a funny on you slow ones
Yes, my name is Childish, but you guys are children
How’s it f*cking feel man, being so on fire?
Stepping on these short guys like I’m in The Shire
I am slow Orlando, oops, late bloomer
Money comes quick, but the girls come sooner
Opposite gay victim, meaning straight shooter
I’m f*ckin’ in yo redneck, I’m diggin’ in your cooter, yes
Who told them I was so dope?
Rapping’s a religion, and n*gga I’m the provost
I don’t even know those other guys telling me they know my little cousin Lindsay
n*gga, I’m busy
Um, that’s it though, angry like a pitbull
Talkin’ like it’s hard work. n*gga, this is simple
Shout out to black nerds, shout out to white ones
Shout out to Asians, keep playin’ Street Fighter
Shout out to nerd chicks in glasses, sweeter than cinnamon
Me and Sick Boi are synonyms
People hear my voice and say, “What happened to Eminem?!
This sh*t is absurd! He’s saying the n-word!”
Naw, it’s just Bam-B. The n*gga that’s crazy for giving sh*t free
And f*ck iTunes, I’m doin’ it OG
And girls love my di*k like a song that’s on Glee
n*gga, call me Elroy - because I’m so high
That you cannot measure, I’m losing cabin pressure
Got drive like a brand new Volvo
I’m so official, I’m the Foot Locker logo, n*gga