Lady Gaga

Lyrics

[Intro] If I'm ever down, I bounce up Yeah, huh, ayy, huh [Verse] If I'm ever down, I bounce up Only thing I ever learned in school was to count up Holiday spirit, get the drop and light his house up You ain't got no money, everything you say gon' sound dumb Walk around with that stick on me like my leg broke No cap, I'd rather be dead than dead broke They ain't dropping beef, gang'll rather let some lead go 7.62'll crack yo head and spill yo egg yolk I done hit enough hoes, I ain't made enough pros Stick like I'm blind, like some braille, don't g5t touched on Mugging with the buffs on, tryna play it tough tone .223s'll fly around yo spot, you b5tter duck, bro Bro got a toxic pop, shoot like I'm Rocket Watts Only place I'm turning jacks in is my akhi spot Bitch say I'm cocky now, who the fuck finna stop me now? Used to hoop, now we tote sticks, we play hockey now, ha-ha Yeah, let me think now If I miss the headshot, brodie on that rebound I'm the GOAT, these niggas hate because they know it deep down Tints on the whip, fuck I look like getting seen out? I don't wave ride or dick suck, that's why I ain't broke New chain, whips back to back, bitch, I'm Django Don't come out the crib on Sundays 'cause the bank closed The ones they used to laugh and want to fuck be the same hoes Ha-ha, nah, bitch, I ain't forgot about 'em Mugging in that icon vest'll get you shot up out it Pulled a Drac' out the Equinox when cuz hop up out it Why would I beef with a nigga who ain't got the thousand? Boy, you a broke-ass bitch You ain't hitting hoes in that joke-ass 'fit Only tryna fuck because yo ass thick Lil' gang tripping on that no mask shit, huh I got big pape', I just got my dick ate Boy, you ain't punching shit, I could be yo sensei Tron off six eighths, mad that yo Lyft late Way before I ever was the GOAT, bitch, I been great I'm a Great Dane, boy, you a Shih Tzu I'll miss a free throw before I ever miss you Like LeBron MIA, I done brought the heat through One blick ain't enough, so you know I keep two, ayy Huh, what we on, Dee? Every day my bitch in Off-White but she on fleek I'll run this shit up even if I had a broke knee Real life commissioner, you niggas couldn't coach me All this damn pape', all these guns got the spot hot Turn him to a chalk outline, get him hop scotched Cuz VLONE hoodie looking like a crop-top Speaking all that love shit to me, bitch, blah-blah Making all my opps disappear, bitch, voil� Spanish lil' bitch, she just love counting guala Sloppy Chops tripping, lobster tail in my pasta Made it rain on my white bitch, Lady Gaga, ha-ha [Outro] Yeah Y'all niggas can't fuck with me, niggas never could and they never will, nigga Yeah, huh, yeah, ShittyBoyz