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[Intro] Ugh (Vanguard) (Slatty) [Refrain] They know I was on my punkstar shit (Punk) Had to show them I could do this shit They know I was on my rockstar shit (Rockstar shit) Had to show them I could do this shit Niggas worried about me, get off my dick Pull up on ya' block, just bust the shit (Brrt) Real fuckin' demon-demon timin' (Demon) I don't need nobody co-signin' (No) Niggas steady talkin', I'm just grindin' (Grindin') Bitch, I'm seeing dollars, dollars flyin' (Dollas') It's a new nigga in the game (Yeah) And he going hard in the paint (The paint) All these lil' bitches know the name (The name) Do it for the fun and not the fame (Yeah) Rockin' overseas drip, bitch, I think this shit came out of Tokyo and shit Youngin' with the passport, bitch, I'm finna go to fuckin' Tokyo and shit That bitch was just beggin' for it, she got mad when I fuckin' left her ass and shit Remember them niggas who tried set me up, but you know I ain't going for that shit [Chorus] Skulls on my chain Rockin' Helmut Lang, this is just top tier shit Always act the same, I ain't never change even when I win I'm on rap shit Every time they talk, I know they on cap shit Real sticky issue, I call my slatt bitch Elementary, I was rockin' all black bitch Slime don, I got goons, they blatt shit (Blatt) She throwin' it at me like pitch I'm a real deal money makin' fuckin' mitch It's expensive, come check out the stitch (Stitch) And the zippers is all black on that bitch Bitch, Imma rock out just like Kiss No fakin', lil' bitch this is legit I ain't never seen my shooter, miss These niggas waiting on me to miss It ain't never gon' happen tho (Never) I'd be dead and gone fo' sho' (Yeah) Yeah, I be geeked gone fasho' (Geeked) I put it all on my folks (My folks) I don't be makin' no jokes (No jokes) I gotta make this shit go (Go) Momma told me I'm a blow (Yeah) [Refrain] They know I was on my punkstar shit (Ye-yeah) Had to show them I could do this shit They know I was on my rockstar shit (Yeah) Had to show them I could do this shit Niggas worried about me, get off my dick Pull up on ya' block, just bust the shit (Brrt) Real fuckin' demon-demon timin' (Demon) I don't need nobody co-signin' (No) Niggas steady talkin', I'm just grindin' (Grindin') Bitch, I'm seeing dollars, dollars flyin' (Dollas') It's a new nigga in the game (Yeah) And he going hard in the paint (Yeah) All these lil' bitches know the name (The name) Do it for the fun and not the fame (Let's go) Rockin' overseas drip, bitch, I think this shit came out of Tokyo and shit Youngin' with the passport, bitch, I'm finna go to fuckin' Tokyo and shit (Go) That bitch was just beggin' for it, she got mad when I fucking left her ass and shit Remember them niggas who tried set me up, but you know I ain't going for that shit [Chorus] Skulls on my chain Rockin' Helmut Lang, this is just top tier shit Always act the same, I ain't never change even when I win I'm on rap shit Every time they talk, I know they on cap shit Real sticky issue, I call my slatt bitch Elementary, I was rockin' all black bitch Slime don, I got goons, they blatt shit She throwin' it at me like pitch (Pitch) I'm a real deal money makin' fucking mitch It's expensive, come check out the stitch (Stitch) And the zippers is all black on that bitch Bitch, Imma rock out just like Kiss No fakin', lil' bitch this is legit I ain't never seen my shooter, miss These niggas waiting on me to miss It ain't never gon' happen tho [Outro] (FlyGuy, this shit crazy!)
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Credits
- Writers
- Hardrock
- FlyGuy
- Zodiac (Producer)