Backpackers - Childish Gambino

Alright it’s Childish baby, Mr. Talk-About-His-Dick-Again

Nerdy-ass black kid, whatever, man, I’m sick of him

That well-spoken token, who ain’t been heard

The only white rapper who’s allowed to say the N-word

I buy a bunch of 'em and put it on my black card

Now I got some street cred, use it 'til it’s maxed out

I got a girl on my arm, dude, show respect

Something crazy and Asian, Virginia Tech

She too fine, I do dimes

If not that, I’m walking out with two fives

Change my ID for the cops, it’s not enough yet

Black male in short shorts, I’m double suspect

Ballin' since '83, half of 'em say he gay

Maybe that’s the reason I like Lady What-babies-say

I’m a problem, I’m lame as fuck homie

But I rap like these niggas ain’t got shit on me

Fuck the cool kids, not Chuck Inglish

But people who think that hatin on me makes them distinguished

Like, «What is this nigga doin?

Rap is for real blacks

I hate that fucking faggot, man, he think that we feel that»

Or «I wrote on rape culture my junior year at Brown

So I’m allowed to say what all his raps are about»

You better shut your mouth before I fuck it

You really hate my lyrics now or Kid Cudi’s?

Nigga

Runnin this thang, money insane

Busy getting brain like Krang

What, what’s my name?

In the woods, got these niggas usin' Mapquest

Man, fuck a backpacker

Niggas with OCD, N-W-O

All white like my clothes, CW shows

Nigga got signed, it’s an anomaly

No cosign: trigonometry

Man these niggas hate me

«Man, fuck you nigga… fuck you nigga!»

They real black like won’t show up on your camera phone

They real black like turn the flash on your camera on

They real black take shit, turn it into gold

I’m real black I survive when the pressure on

Upper echelon, bit my lip when I’m kissin' her

Clash of the Titans, baby your tits is titular

Listenin to some Kiss FM, she wanna hear Nicki Minaj

«Super Bass,» super face inside a garage

It’s not a massage, spa rap with a happy ending

Old niggas wanna assassinate me

It’s a shame, these kids was supposed to save rap

Fuck that, boat shoes and a wave cap

He don’t give back, how the fuck a nigga say that?

Summer in November I gave everyone a Maybach

Comin' on that payback, comin' on that mace took

I’m comin' on that real shit, I’m comin' on her Facebook

Fuck a backpacker with a rhino’s dick

I do me like a gyno chick, uh

Runnin this thang, money insane

Busy getting brain like Krang

What, what’s my name?

In the woods, got these niggas usin' Mapquest

Man, fuck these backpackers

Fuck these backpackers

Fuck these backpackers

Fuck these backpackers