Napoleon Lyrics - Cyhi The Prynce

(The Napoleon complex is when short men) 

(Over compensate for being short) Cyhi! 

(Usually by being really aggressive) 

Y'all know what time it is! 

Huh, young prince with the soul of Napoleon 

I see art, like I know the custodian 

At the Gagosian and my ho is Cambodian 

While I'm smoking, I send her to the store for some Ozium 

Huh, if I ain't hot, you must be smoking that opium 

Or that shit Hector gave Smoke' and 'em (Sup Smokey!) 

In that Impala, but ain't nobody dope as him 

So, hip-hop, it's time to hold the symposium 

Or a seminar with no podium 

For all the lame niggas throwing sodium, on my name, no Utopian 

My fans are like the '96 Lakers, coach, throw Kobe in! 

Remember selling nicks at night, no Nickelodeon 

Now I'm pulling chicks at night feelin' like Scorpion 

Dr. Kevorkian all in ya ho fallopian 

Got her in the car givin' toppings, anchovy-ing 

Related 

Match These Taylor Swift Songs to Her Ex-Boyfriends 

Watch Cardi B Joins James Corden For Carpool Karaoke 

Ariana Grande Adds Her Own Verse To "Last Christmas" 

Speaking of cars, they rush ours like 4 P.M 

How you a gangsta but on Instagram emoji-ing? 

In America, niggas dying over pussy 

In the Middle East, they dying over petroleum 

A pound in a FoodSaver look like a head of lettuce 

Niggas steal my metaphors like I never said it 

Try to battle me, you gon' need a paramedics 

That means two, a pair of medics 

And a helicopter full of hella doctors 

For sounding like Andy Milanokis on the teleprompter 

Huh, let's get it poppin', Orville Redenbacher 

Don't make my partner kill your dog with that Cruella chopper 

Hotter than that red sriracha, can't care less about ya 

The last thing I'm tryna be is fresh when the feds is watching 

No disrespect to my nigga Chainz 

But, when the feds really watching, that shit'll wreck ya brain 

That's why I left the game but, if I had to do some time 

I'll still make money from the pen like Ester Dean 

And I could go to jail for some shit I did at 17 

God knows where I would be if I never dreamed 

Photos 

Huh, the dopest nigga in our decade 

I don't rest, hey, cause these hoes give me a headache 

Huh, I'm out in L.A., I never went to school 

For writing but I'm still good with them essays 

Every bitch I had end up fucking the squad 

No love in my heart, back then, I wasn't that smart 

But, I went into some classes overseas 

Now all I do is study abroad... Get it? Study a broad? 

What I learned is that these hoes'll tear your buddies apart 

Now it's Greek mythology cause I run with the gods 

Street astrology cause I'm one with the stars 

You gon' need your liquor license just to fuck with my bars 

Puffin' cigars, leave the show to a lovely ménage 

Huh, thumbin' through the check like I'm shufflin' cards 

Bullet wounds left my friends with the ugliest scars 

Revenge'll get ya even but what are your odds? 

Of gettin'it away with it or getting stuck with a charge, huh 

Flowing so ethical, plus I'm cold and poetical 

It's my time according to this gold Oyster Perpetual, uh 

Ghetto activist, I'm not a Devil's advocate 

As humble as a dove but I run with some savages 

Catch my goons laying on a nigga, mattresses 

Yee ain't from the streets if you thought that was some faggot shit 

My ratchet is always in the car so please don't clap in it 

Cause they haters wanna see you holy like the Catholic 

You don't know the half of it, gladiator Maximus 

We ain't in the same class, you algebra, I'm calculus 

On my neck is a charm of the man who stayed in Nazareth 

My mind just so deep, I swear that you couldn't fathom this 

Huh, and rap is like college 

I'm working on my doctorate cause I already mastered it 

Huh, yesterday I talked to Yeezus 

I said I'm paranoid, that's why I always got a heater 

Huh, so if a nigga try to sneak ya 

All you hear is "bang, boom, pow", onomatopoeia 

Then I'm gone...