Woah
I know I got talent, so I'ma go ahead and go get to that paper (woah, woah)
And the day that I make it, I'ma bring all my brothers who's never a faker (woah)
And I love all the chatter, I need to hear talk, I love me a hater (woah)
Man, I love me a hating ass nigga
It be all of those hating ass niggas
That keep me up grinding and chasing them figures
Damn I'm in a whole different mode (ha)
Bitch I'm balling out like I'm a pro (yeah)
For my hearts I'm upping that missle (ha)
Need a big booty bitch like she SZA (damn)
Need two girls riding my dick while they SZA
After I nut I dismiss them (yeah)
I said I ball like a pro (pro)
Bitch I'm balling like Ja in Memphis (hey)
Cause I need me an iced out tennis (woah)
To you niggas I'm sending a message (yeah)
To you niggas that don't believe in me
I'ma show you I can get it (ha)
I will not stop till I diminish (ha)
I'ma go and finish this mission (yeah)
Like, damn, I'm locked in (woah)
I'm really on go, no stoppin (ha)
I'ma keep on rappin' and snappin' on shit
I'm never the one to be floppin (what)
Like, damn, I'ma turn up the party I'm rockin' out
My vision is blurry off hella loud
The clock is set, my time is now (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I just stare into the ceiling in my bed (damn)
Fantasizing all these little visions in my head (woo)
Not thinkin' bout all these hatin' niggas, they all dead (yeah)
Just thinkin' bout all the, all the money I'ma spend (damn)
Woah
I know I got talent, so I'ma go ahead and go get to that paper (woah, woah)
And the day that I make it, I'ma bring all my brothers who's never a faker (woah)
And I love all the chatter, I need to hear talk, I love me a hater (woah)
Man, I love me a hating ass nigga
It be all of those hating ass niggas
That keep me up grinding and chasing them figures
Damn I'm in a whole different mode (ha)
Bitch I'm balling out like I'm a pro (yeah)
For my hearts I'm upping that missle (ha)
Need a big booty bitch like she SZA (damn)
Need two girls riding my dick while they SZA
After I nut I dismiss them (yeah)
Like, damn
Like, woah
I know I got talent, so
I'ma go get to that paper (huh)
The day that I make it, I'ma bring all my brothers who's never a faker (huh)
Who's never a fake ass nigga
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English
Woah
I know I got talent, so I'ma go ahead and go get to that paper (woah, woah)
And the day that I make it, I'ma bring all my brothers who's never a faker (woah)
And I love all the chatter, I need to hear talk, I love me a hater (woah)
Man, I love me a hating ass nigga
It be all of those hating ass niggas
That keep me up grinding and chasing them figures
Damn I'm in a whole different mode (ha)
Bitch I'm balling out like I'm a pro (yeah)
For my hearts I'm upping that missle (ha)
Need a big booty bitch like she SZA (damn)
Need two girls riding my dick while they SZA
After I nut I dismiss them (yeah)
I said I ball like a pro (pro)
Bitch I'm balling like Ja in Memphis (hey)
Cause I need me an iced out tennis (woah)
To you niggas I'm sending a message (yeah)
To you niggas that don't believe in me
I'ma show you I can get it (ha)
I will not stop till I diminish (ha)
I'ma go and finish this mission (yeah)
Like, damn, I'm locked in (woah)
I'm really on go, no stoppin (ha)
I'ma keep on rappin' and snappin' on shit
I'm never the one to be floppin (what)
Like, damn, I'ma turn up the party I'm rockin' out
My vision is blurry off hella loud
The clock is set, my time is now (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I just stare into the ceiling in my bed (damn)
Fantasizing all these little visions in my head (woo)
Not thinkin' bout all these hatin' niggas, they all dead (yeah)
Just thinkin' bout all the, all the money I'ma spend (damn)
Woah
I know I got talent, so I'ma go ahead and go get to that paper (woah, woah)
And the day that I make it, I'ma bring all my brothers who's never a faker (woah)
And I love all the chatter, I need to hear talk, I love me a hater (woah)
Man, I love me a hating ass nigga
It be all of those hating ass niggas
That keep me up grinding and chasing them figures
Damn I'm in a whole different mode (ha)
Bitch I'm balling out like I'm a pro (yeah)
For my hearts I'm upping that missle (ha)
Need a big booty bitch like she SZA (damn)
Need two girls riding my dick while they SZA
After I nut I dismiss them (yeah)
Like, damn
Like, woah
I know I got talent, so
I'ma go get to that paper (huh)
The day that I make it, I'ma bring all my brothers who's never a faker (huh)
Who's never a fake ass nigga
I know I got talent, so I'ma go ahead and go get to that paper (woah, woah)
And the day that I make it, I'ma bring all my brothers who's never a faker (woah)
And I love all the chatter, I need to hear talk, I love me a hater (woah)
Man, I love me a hating ass nigga
It be all of those hating ass niggas
That keep me up grinding and chasing them figures
Damn I'm in a whole different mode (ha)
Bitch I'm balling out like I'm a pro (yeah)
For my hearts I'm upping that missle (ha)
Need a big booty bitch like she SZA (damn)
Need two girls riding my dick while they SZA
After I nut I dismiss them (yeah)
I said I ball like a pro (pro)
Bitch I'm balling like Ja in Memphis (hey)
Cause I need me an iced out tennis (woah)
To you niggas I'm sending a message (yeah)
To you niggas that don't believe in me
I'ma show you I can get it (ha)
I will not stop till I diminish (ha)
I'ma go and finish this mission (yeah)
Like, damn, I'm locked in (woah)
I'm really on go, no stoppin (ha)
I'ma keep on rappin' and snappin' on shit
I'm never the one to be floppin (what)
Like, damn, I'ma turn up the party I'm rockin' out
My vision is blurry off hella loud
The clock is set, my time is now (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I just stare into the ceiling in my bed (damn)
Fantasizing all these little visions in my head (woo)
Not thinkin' bout all these hatin' niggas, they all dead (yeah)
Just thinkin' bout all the, all the money I'ma spend (damn)
Woah
I know I got talent, so I'ma go ahead and go get to that paper (woah, woah)
And the day that I make it, I'ma bring all my brothers who's never a faker (woah)
And I love all the chatter, I need to hear talk, I love me a hater (woah)
Man, I love me a hating ass nigga
It be all of those hating ass niggas
That keep me up grinding and chasing them figures
Damn I'm in a whole different mode (ha)
Bitch I'm balling out like I'm a pro (yeah)
For my hearts I'm upping that missle (ha)
Need a big booty bitch like she SZA (damn)
Need two girls riding my dick while they SZA
After I nut I dismiss them (yeah)
Like, damn
Like, woah
I know I got talent, so
I'ma go get to that paper (huh)
The day that I make it, I'ma bring all my brothers who's never a faker (huh)
Who's never a fake ass nigga
Writer: Jaedon Adjei
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid