Oh!
Yeah.
Oh, my God.
I feel like I'm a dime with a 5'8".
I feel more defiant when y'all hate.
You're the only niggas that are in the car race.
Serving niggas with a butter like parquet.
Rap niggas also.
I'm so strong, Jay.
I'm a little bit of pop, but I can't get you a little bit of fun.
It's a Beyonce.
Right.
Any beef can I meet, get sauteed.
Got a favorite one's from them with the hard face.
Bet that puppy go to make your heart race.
And I hope you take it on the wrong way.
Do you slump near the bum near the bar place?
This red light put your ass in a dark place.
Nigga, he's a motherfuckin' handsome!
Get your motherfucking hands up!
Bye.
Bye.
Bye.
Ah!
Bye.
Thank you.
Celebration, coronation, no debating, crown me king, I'm out of waiting.
People champ, I gotta face it, you disgracing people, since it, that you're faking.
I'm the lord, I'm Michael Satan, with the flow, and take him out, annihilate him.
No mistaking, new sensation, hood pope, pulling up to rule the nation.
And I came a long way from the stash house, now I switch spots like a domination.
Little kid made by the crack house, and I got my moms out with my ass made.
Gotta understand when I black out, I don't give a fuck about a wack hater.
I don't give a fuck about a rap favorite.
Need to bow to the lord, say, are you pregnant?
You're a strip nigga.
Get your motherfuckin' pants up You feel bigger Get your motherfuckin' pants up Pants up, pants up, pants up, pants up
Get your motherfucking hands up!
Hey!
Out!
Out!
Bye.
Bye.
Happy to stay at home
