Foxtrot. Echo. Alpha.

Lyrics
[Intro: Claas] Yeah! Claas! Let's go! Rah! [Verse 1: Claas] Y'all don't want to see me coming like a freight train (Nah!) Make a head pop like a new album from Strange Main (Haha!) I ain't even gotta try to go and tame lames My mainframe is built to do insane things, I make lanes (Let's go!) That'll drown a motherfucker if they try to surf (If they try to surf) I'm the dopest motherfucker on this very Earth (On this very Earth) Even screaming in rejoice, "this is my very first!" So if y'all got a problem I can put you in a ready hearse (Bye!) Let's go! has been the motto, ask my fuckin' squad (Yeah!) Snuffing lyrically sincе the day I got the fuckin' job (LSP!) Told I'm on that lax shit, I was 'bout to catch a fuckin' lob Think I'm crazy now, then just wait 'til I'm a fuckin' prob (Hahahaha!) I'll makе minced meat of these weak (Of these weak) Undefeated so just listen as he speaks (As he speaks) Y'all will try to get my info like it's leaked (Yeah!) Just so y'all can have a motherfuckin' chance just to compete (Yeah!) [Pre-Chorus: Claas] Y'all better make a run for the hills You don't want to see us angry when it's real 'Bout to leave your family crying when it's bills Let me pound my fuckin' chest, give 'em space that you can feel [Chorus: Claas] Fuck 'em all! (Fuck 'em all!) Fuck a hater, fuckin' quit Terminator, put a target on a bitch I'm sayin' fuck 'em all! (Fuck 'em all!) See these bitches ride the fence Fuckin' pussies, y'all can all get fuckin' bent (Yeah!) So I'm sayin' fuck 'em all [Verse 2: Claas] Real talk, these niggas acting like some dumb hoes (Yeah!) I'm big time while they're tiny, call 'em Funko's (Haha!) See 'em talk behind my back like I won't know But I hear everything, ears are big as fuckin' Dumbo's In my prime like I'm cooking in a steakhouse (In a steakhouse) I'm on fire and y'all couldn't put the flames out (Put the flames out) Phony smiles, bet these bitches think I'm faked out (Nah!) But I'm a fuckin' cobra while y'all ain't nothing but bait mouth (Yes!) Ways out, stay one hundred for the big escape (Uh huh) Three hundred pounds but that ain't what makes me heavyweight (Nah!) Keep bringin' tracks 'cause these kids say they can't ever wait Y'all walkin' on thin ice and it's crackin' so y'all better skate (Hahaha!) Know they pussy 'cause I'm smelling 'em ('Cause I'm smelling 'em) Clizzle out, about to cause a damn rebellion (Damn rebellion) I said fuck 'em all and trust I'm telling 'em (Yes!) Like Bukshot, I'm a motherfuckin' Hellion [Pre-Chorus: Claas] Y'all better make a run for the hills You don't want to see us angry when it's real 'Bout to leave your family crying when it's bills Let me pound my fuckin' chest, give 'em space that you can feel [Chorus: Claas] Fuck 'em all! (Fuck 'em all!) Fuck a hater, fuckin' quit Terminator, put a target on a bitch I'm sayin' fuck 'em all! (Fuck 'em all!) See these bitches ride the fence Fuckin' pussies, y'all can all get fuckin' bent So I'm sayin' fuck 'em all [Outro: Claas] Fuck 'em all! (Fuck 'em all!) Fuck a hater, fuckin' quit Terminator, put a target on a bitch I'm sayin' fuck 'em all! (Fuck 'em all!) See these bitches ride the fence Fuckin' pussies, y'all can all get fuckin' bent So I'm sayin' fuck 'em all
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- Claas