Assassins Lyrics - Childish Gambino

1 Mapquest where the place is

2 Gats in they faces

3 Then we fold them up and put them back in they cases

4 Assassins replace expressions on faces

5 And hard eyes on gangsters with hot gaping spaces

6 Hands full of aces, pockets on swole

7 Glassy-eyed aiming from my own grassy knoll

8 Leave JFK’s head just a big smoky hole

9 To console Jackie O she could smoke my pole

10 It’s called Camelot ‘cause she came a lot

11 And a lot of you rappers sound the same a lot

12 And the game is still out there if you play or not

13 And I’m the King of Queens, Kevin James is not

14 I quit my temp job ‘cause I can’t let a day go

15 Tomorrow’s moguls are delivering your bagels

16 I hope your trophy wife been practicing her kegels

17 Cause when we take the game we won’t leave you any Legos

18 There go the kid with his dirty white sneakers on

19 Dreaming on a way to get his penthouse on Bleecker on

20 Give your girl head, call you with the speaker on

21 Horse head in your bed, now you know who you sleeping on

22 Are you seeing what I’m seeing?

23 This booth is a crime scene

24 Chalk off the mic, the kill screen is my screen

25 No need to terrify or pop shots at witnesses

26 They only testified they know what hot shit this is

27 [Hook (x2): Childish Gambino]

28 True assassins

29 Hold your glass up

30 Them's the type of niggas that’ll cut yo ass up

31 Whether it be tracks or verses

32 Chains or purses

33 Them the type of niggas that’ll make you stop

34 [Verse 2: Nick Packard]

35 Classic assassin

36 Straight from Central Castin’

37 I bust through your abode with both barrels blastin’

38 I crush up your skull like a truck that you crashed in

39 I’m never gonna die like I’m Tuck Everlasting

40 Never thought that I’d carry an AK

41 All I ever wanted to be is Farley, Ferrell, or Fey

42 And maybe some day that dream will come true

43 But for now I got my gun and I’m aiming at you (Hey!)

44 In your house on your couch while you’re readin’

45 I got no flow, it’s more like breakthrough bleedin’

46 But I’m into cartoons and I’m really not sane

47 All I leave of your body is a Pinky and the Brain (Uh!)

48 I’m more Manson than a small-time crook

49 When it comes to taking lives I steal like Dane Cook

50 Bitch, take a look, you know it’s in a book

51 Even LeVar Burton’s Roots get shook

52 [Verse 3: Childish Gambino]

53 Ah, ah, you can call me assassin, I kill Versace

54 I walk too much, gotta Gucci watch me

55 The illest of the killers you can tell by my fashion

56 Light hoodie to bright sneaks it’s all matchin'

57 I kill rappers, I don’t need no stealin’

58 If I do lose a battle I’mma kill ‘em for real

59 I’m just kidding, or am I?

60 Things get real in the City of L.I

61 That’s right, I live in Queens

62 The borough of the lost

63 I hate the fuckin’ yuppies but I love how much it costs

64 Call me in the winter and the spring to play tennis

65 And they give me strange looks ‘cause I floss like a dentist

66 I’mma finish this sentence then get me a rope

67 So I got a little dough and I’m fresh like Scope

68 A nigga so dope, I got the new Pumas

69 That never take a bath so I call ‘em homeschoolers

70 Numbers like rulers, I’m tired of it all

71 I sleep in the club and I yawn when I ball

72 I’m off the hook like phone calls

73 Where’s kidrobot?

74 I need a new hoodie hot pink like doughnuts

75 The kids is Go-Gurts when they see my Gobstoppers

76 I’m not Mekhi Phifer, but I got Clockers

77 Transform a watch when I don’t got diamonds

78 Boy, did you hear what I said like Simon?

79 I kill boutiques

80 Just snatch the new sneak

81 I’mma do it every week

82 I’m a serial killer

83 Beats like Dilla

84 Hun like ‘tilla

85 It’s the Sick Boi thrilla (Yeah, mon!)

86 [Hook (x2): Childish Gambino]