Letra

Yea Fuck a hero I'm just tryna be the villain I'm the baddest motherfucker When I walk into the building I'm no ordinary nigga Never walking with civilians Keep my hands dirty Never make another man do my bidding Think this shit a game Think motherfucker kidding Till ya family go missing Fuck a origin story I kill a nigga off Make it end at the beginning You ain't never heard a nigga spitting like this Self-righteous gang shit like we ISIS Preach to the street like I'm Cyrus I don't need an iron on the mic I'm like Tyson Since you on my dick You can suck it like a Dyson On my Walter White shit I get you with the ricin Do it in reverse Put the cake on the icing Imma use the pause Like a motherfucking hyphen Come on bruh Hot shit like we hopping out the sauna Little baddy call me daddy Ion got a fucking daughter nigga Flow so dirty I'm compared to flint water Treat you and ya mans Like lambs to the slaughter Out hustle all these niggas Turn dimes into quarters While you working at the drive thru like Can I take your order I'm border line dangerous All about my dollas on my dame shit Game bred Born for the fame bitch Never need no one I do it myself I am the champ where the fuck is my belt If you want smoke well I got it Come get it You step up to me Guarantee that I'm winning Never need no one I do it myself I am the champ where the fuck is my belt If you want smoke well I got it Come get it You step up to me Guarantee that I'm winning Sending out shots like a clinic I been in this spot for a minute I am a real nigga Don't need no gimmicks Ya niggas cant mimic I'll leave ya head spinning like fidgets Digits and cards with no limits Is all that I think about I hold it down for the niggas that stick around I am the king but I don't want a crown Nigga gimmi my thrown Hitting them shots from the arc like I'm Joan You stay out the key I'm LA in 03 Cuzz I'm down in the post Like Malone You blow up her phone While she in the crib And she giving me dome Don't talk about guns Man, you only seen one When yo bitch ass is Googling chrome Blown just like the covers You getting tucked under If I catch yo bitch ass alone Never need no one I do it myself I am the champ where the fuck is my belt If you want smoke well I got it Come get it You step up to me Guarantee that I'm winning Never need no one I do it myself I am the champ where the fuck is my belt If you want smoke well I got it Come get it You step up to me Guarantee that I'm winning Look how we living we sinning I'm dripped in all red From the blood that we spilling I'm pissing on graves Ain't playing no games In front of these bustas Like my name is Dave Mob in this bitch so I'm tryna get made You hop in this bitch and you catching a fade I carry the blade I dive in the wave that you riding Since I'm the king damn I must be Poseidon New York is where I reside in Ain't nobody hiding you must need reminding This tool that I use get you chewed Like a trident move out my way Or get pushed like the Heisman I cause a concussion i'm Russian like Ivan Drago Your threats is real hallow Like bullet tips full of shit Bully the beat The day that I die Is the only time Niggas gon stand over me Never need no one I do it myself I am the champ where the fuck is my belt If you want smoke well I got it Come get it You step up to me Guarantee that I'm winning Never need no one I do it myself I am the champ where the fuck is my belt If you want smoke well I got it Come get it You step up to me Guarantee that I'm Winning
Writer(s): Cameron Cole Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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