You ready
Get the engine started
Yeh
I'm aimed up homie
I got a thousand volts
I can leave you in the dust Adios
People realize I'm about to blow
And I'mma put it down so look out below oh
Hey I'm on my way
I drop bombs on the beat and they're blown away
I got a full house like a poker game
And I'm loco in the brain so que onda wey
Ayye
Man I feel like I'm the greatest
You can miss me with that hatred
I'm fired up and I stay lit
Drop a molotov in a snake pit
Someday I'mma make it
Blood stains on the songs that I painted
It's a race burn rubber on the pavement
Chase it
You got a vision
You got a goal
You gotta chase it
I got a vision
I got a goal
And I'mma chase it
And we're not gonna slow down
We've come so far
We can't even see the start line anymore
Ah yeah
Got my foot on the gas
I make the engine roar
All I do is win homie check the score
I'm stacking chips like a checkerboard
By depicting my vision with metaphors oh
It's a head rush when I get this bread up
This is test run
And I'm about to flex up
All this bed bugs can't wait to scent blood
They sleeping on me but they know that I'm next up
Man I feel like I'm the greatest
You can miss me with that hatred
I'm fired up and I stay lit
Drop a molotov in a snake pit
Someday I'mma make it
Blood stains on the songs that I painted
It's a race burn rubber on the pavement
Chase it
You got a vision
You got a goal
You gotta chase it
I got a vision
I got a goal
And I'mma chase it
You got a vision
You got a goal
You gotta chase it
Chase it
