Composer : Kendrick Lamar/Ricci Riera/Michael Burton/Byron Thomas/Phillip Terry/Mark Spears/Terius Gray/Dacoury Natche/Anthony Tiffith/James Blake

Lyricist : Kendrick Lamar/Ricci Riera/Michael Burton/Byron Thomas/Phillip Terry/Mark Spears/Terius Gray/Dacoury Natche/Anthony Tiffith/James Blake

I got so many theories and suspicions

I'm diagnosed with real people conditions

Today is the day I follow my intuition

Keep the family close—get money and **** *******

I double park the Aston in the red

My momma told me that I'ma work myself to death

My girl told me don't let these hoes get in your head

My world been ecstatic, I checked the signal that read—

Buzzin', radars is buzzin'

Yah, yah, yah, yah

Yah, yah, yah, yah, mmm

If I gotta slap a ***** ass, I'ma make it look sexy

If I gotta go hard on a *****, I'ma make it look sexy

I pull up, hop out, air out, made it look sexy

They won't take me out my element

No, take me out my element

Interviews wanna know my thoughts and opinions

Fox News wanna use my name for percentage

My latest muse is my niece, she worth living

See me on the TV and scream: "That's Uncle Kendrick!"

But it's money to get, ******* to hit, yah

Zeroes to flip, temptation is, yah

First on my list, I can't resist, yah

Everyone together now, know that we forever—

Buzzin', radars is buzzin'

Yah, yah, yah, yah

Yah, yah, yah, yah, mmm

If I gotta slap a ***** ass, I'ma make it look sexy

If I gotta go hard on a *****, I'ma make it look sexy

I pull up, hop out, air out, made it look sexy

They won't take me out my element

No, take me out my element

I'm going to make it look, I'ma make it look sexy, mm

And they won't take me out my element