Lyrics

What? Is... there's no way that's official! Daichi wo fumi shimete Kimi wana tamete yuku Tenshino hoho emide Tsuredashite Jachimai wai sundemo Sakuna jize Namidotemo tachi akare I am the best boy around because the fact that I'm male If I were leaving the comfort of my home, best believe I would fail Then I went up to a man and said, "Hello" then I bail, I'm insecure I got ninety-seven reasons why to look at a bird Ayy, ayy Know I grip my statuettes and that Barеtta don't pull up Just for the cheddar I make rhymеs then make them better (Make them better) Then yo homies bitin' on my style Got the bands so call me Kyle I've been cookin' in the kitchen Bars so hard you'll need a mitten Okay, like me and MOL$, like Gon and Killua We keep like 37 NEN and uh, we get the uh We get the listening party to go crazy Call me Midoriya because I really want to cry Ayy, I'm on the beat but sometimes I've been questioning why I am my own Shounen when I'm rapping on the mic And rapping comes so easily for me like riding on a bike Me and Yun we said, "We made for this" Made for rappin', made for drip Hit me up and say, "We lit," bouta make another hit Me and Yun we livin' like we was inside the 'rena I got like 200 flows and they call me John Cena Studying at times so you can call me Leorio Eating pussies like Oreos On the beat, I destroy it and they go Jachimai wai sundemo Sakuna jize Namidotemo tachi akare
Writer(s): Steven Javier, Miles Gregor Splaver Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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