Rank3 + Punchout! (Speed Buster)

Lyrics

[Intro: Holly Summers, Travis Touchdown & Hi-C] Do you like fighting? Yup Do you like killing? Live for it Do you like fear? Can't say, never felt it (Go, go) Do you accept death? (Go, go) Death? Never crossed my mind (Go, go) (Heaven or Hell, let's rock) Yeah, Hi-C, bitch (Go, go, go) [Verse 1] Ksubis cost like three hundred (Go) The B.B. belt cost like three hundred (Go) BAPE camo cost like five hundred (What else?) Dior shoes six hundred (What else?) The Styrofoam cup cost me a few hundred (Woah) Vivienne chain like fifteen onions (What elsе?) Finna hit Melrose in a two-door Comet Finna fuck up a chеck right now like, "Fuck it" (Woah) Blowing up my phone, lil' bitch, no comment You ain't talking 'bout bands, gotta change the subject Bitches love Hi-C, I'm a trending topic Fucking on his ho, no repercussions In this ho, I feel like fifteen onions But I didn't pay shit 'cause my lil' bro punched it Lot of drip on me, I need a bucket (What else?) I was at the mall getting top in public Fucking on her friend before we leave Taste her pussy when she suck it (Damn) Say you want smoke, nigga, how you want it? (Damn) Big GLOCK on me so it might get ugly (Woah) Blow his brains like a volcanic eruption (Woah) And the hollow tips stay hot like ovens On the Russian cream with the zaza stuffing (Go) Nigga popped them beans, get his heart rate pumping Designer fit but it look so grungy In the AMG, told lil' bro punch it (Go, go) Bitches don't want you 'cause they know you bummy (Go) Bitches want Hi-C but I want these hundreds (Go, go) You 21, why'd you still cuff it? (Go) Finna put this dick in her throat and stomach (Go, go) Running through these hoes 'cause they go for nothing (Go) Got the Icecream kicks in every color (Go) And the two-door coupe strawberry jam (Go) Interior is peanut better (Go) I'm superior, bitch, there's no other (Go) Let me hit that spot and make you shudder (Go) Gonna fuck his ho, he won't recover (Go) Up in that Porsche, nigga, burning rubber (Go) [Chorus] Let's punch out, let's punch out Let's punch out (Let's punch out), go, go Let's punch out (Let's punch out), let's punch out (Let's punch out) Let's punch out, go, go [Verse 2] Fuck nigga say he want smoke, I'm like, "Let's punch out" (What? Let's punch out) Pull off in a two-door coupe, I'm like, "Let's punch out" (Go, let's punch out) In the mall with them bands on me, I'm like, "Let's punch out" (Bitch, let's punch out) Let's punch out (Let's punch out), let's punch out (Let's punch out) Let's punch out Punch out in two-door Comet (Go) Pull up and the hoe astonished, I'm like, "Let's punch out" (Go, go) Fucking hoes, pretty boy, Adonis Bad bitch brought her friend, she a real throat goddess (Go) I'ma fuck her too, baby, let's be honest (Go) I'ma punch it out while you eat her privates (Go) V12 engine sound like a lion (Go) Niggas old as fuck, had a mid-life crisis (Go) On a eighth of shrooms, my senses heightened (Go) Got a big ass chop, could cut down a giant (Go) You a pussy boy, you a walking vagina (Go) When I punch you down you might start crying (Go) Backwood full of gas and it's loud like sirens (Go) Okay, let's punch out (Go, let's punch out) [Chorus] Let's punch out, let's punch out (Go) Let's punch out (Go), go, go Let's punch out (Go), let's punch out (Go) Let's punch out (Let's punch out), go, go Let's punch out (Let's punch out), let's punch out (Let's punch out) Let's punch out (Let's punch out), go, go (Let's punch out) Go, go, let's punch out (Go, go, let's punch out) Go, go, go, go (Bitch)