Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah (What?), yeah (What?) Yeah (What? What?) Yeah (Huh?), yeah (Yeah) Yeah, yeah [Chorus] I'm killin' these niggas, they calling me cocky Niggas is mad and nobody can stop me I'm in my bag and there's no need to brag And you niggas get smacked, I'm your dad and your papi I'm finna blow, I already know it I spit hits, I'm a fuckin' poet You niggas shit, you need to fuckin' quit You take potential hits and then you fuckin' blow it [Verse 1] I hop on this beat, I'm finessing Look at these blessings, all of my exes from Texas You niggas is guessing that I will start stressing Fall back to depression just 'cause your rejection I kill beats, these instrumentals Niggas talking 'bout, "He got potential" Niggas joining groups, tryna be Avengers Scared to stand alone, scared to disassemble I'm droppin' shit way before December Be afraid, hope you do remember In the Escalade, drinking Ace of Spades Doing escapades, yeah, I do adventures Droppin' shit, you know that I'm poppin' shit I switched up my swag and they copied it Got in my bag and I pulled off the tag And I don't mean to brag on my mothafuckin' cocky shit Niggas is, niggas is wack Smokin' on crack, I am on fire like Jack I do the same thing as Thugger: When cops come and pull up, yeah, I put that brack in my brack Niggas corny, niggas whistleblow Niggas kiss ass, nigga, mistletoe You got a thick ass? You should let me know! I make big cash, 'Seppe toe [Chorus] I'm killin' these niggas, they calling me cocky Niggas is mad and nobody can stop me I'm in my bag and there's no need to brag And you niggas get smacked, I'm your dad and your papi I'm finna blow, I already know it I spit hits, I'm a fuckin' poet You niggas shit, you need to fuckin' quit You take potential hits and then you fuckin' blow it [Verse 2] You blew it! Yeah, nigga, you blew it! Had the mothafuckin' ball and you threw it You had the screw and you didn't even screw it Yes, I am Lil Nas and I'm 'bout to get to it I shit on you niggas, right now, I'm just fartin' Enter the game, all you niggas departin' You won't be braggin' about yo' Ferrari I'm killin' you niggas and, no, I'm not sorry! [Chorus] I'm killin' these niggas, they calling me cocky Niggas is mad and nobody can stop me I'm in my bag and there's no need to brag And you niggas get smacked, I'm your dad and your papi I'm finna blow, I already know it I spit hits, I'm a fuckin' poet You niggas shit, you need to fuckin' quit You take potential hits and then you fuckin' blow it I'm killin' these niggas, they calling me cocky Niggas is mad and nobody can stop me I'm in my bag and there's no need to brag And you niggas get smacked, I'm your dad and your papi I'm finna blow, I already know it I spit hits, I'm a fuckin' poet You niggas shit, you need to fuckin' quit You take potential hits and then you fuckin' blow it