Aye you painted the Benz in the what?
I needed a beamer, the beam wasn't green
But the white might just hit if it's clutch
Aye I'm feelin' like Klay in the cut
Nah, nah, nah man I'm feelin' like Curry
Cause my drip never washed, but the splash on my shot
Got the waves under rags in a hurry
I got to run it like shoes
Got no equals, it won't be a truce
I'm so cold, Minnesota done put on the coat
Now you yellin' out "Timber" to Boots
Always keep TreyNxtUp on the queue
He top three, but he not three or two
Fans get out of they chairs and they act like Rick Flair
When they see me, they screamin' out "Woo
I'm five eight but I'm standin' on business
So really, it look like I'm taller than Wemby
Always claimin' that Trey is so scary
No way I got haters that's scared of Lil' Wendy
And for all of my dawgs, you all know what I'm on
I can't stop till there's guap and there's fetty
Now I'm back on the song and the fun has begun
But for some, I think recess is ending
So we back in the class with it
I'm a lyrical advocate
Never lied on my lines
All the dark tends to shine and I light the establishment
With the music, I'm passionate
It ain't happen on accident
So I got me a circle that's guarding from squares
They keep calling me Madison
I be practicin' up like the pregame, just knowin' my chances to make it ain't fallin'
I would say that I run it like relay, but really, I feel like I'm like Marathon it
Go, go, go go
Got to, show 'em what you, know
The discretion was really concealed
My slogan is "only the real applaud
Now I'm luring out all of the heels
Aware of a kill is the beat I'm on
Why my wrist keep on givin' me chills?
Somebody please go turn the freezer off
So I check on the time and it's M-Y
I'm finale, you semi to semi
How you feel about me's how I feel about you
I ain't dead, but the bro got a dead eye
And don't ask about Trey
The next half of my name is a topic the world cannot deny
I got to run it like shoes
Got no equals, it won't be a truce
I'm so cold, Minnesota done put on the coat
Now you yellin' out "Timber" to Boots
Always keep TreyNxtUp on the queue
He top three, but he not three or two
Fans get out of they chairs and they act like Rick Flair
When they see me, they screamin' out "Woo"
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Aye you painted the Benz in the what?
I needed a beamer, the beam wasn't green
But the white might just hit if it's clutch
Aye I'm feelin' like Klay in the cut
Nah, nah, nah man I'm feelin' like Curry
Cause my drip never washed, but the splash on my shot
Got the waves under rags in a hurry
I got to run it like shoes
Got no equals, it won't be a truce
I'm so cold, Minnesota done put on the coat
Now you yellin' out "Timber" to Boots
Always keep TreyNxtUp on the queue
He top three, but he not three or two
Fans get out of they chairs and they act like Rick Flair
When they see me, they screamin' out "Woo
I'm five eight but I'm standin' on business
So really, it look like I'm taller than Wemby
Always claimin' that Trey is so scary
No way I got haters that's scared of Lil' Wendy
And for all of my dawgs, you all know what I'm on
I can't stop till there's guap and there's fetty
Now I'm back on the song and the fun has begun
But for some, I think recess is ending
So we back in the class with it
I'm a lyrical advocate
Never lied on my lines
All the dark tends to shine and I light the establishment
With the music, I'm passionate
It ain't happen on accident
So I got me a circle that's guarding from squares
They keep calling me Madison
I be practicin' up like the pregame, just knowin' my chances to make it ain't fallin'
I would say that I run it like relay, but really, I feel like I'm like Marathon it
Go, go, go go
Got to, show 'em what you, know
The discretion was really concealed
My slogan is "only the real applaud
Now I'm luring out all of the heels
Aware of a kill is the beat I'm on
Why my wrist keep on givin' me chills?
Somebody please go turn the freezer off
So I check on the time and it's M-Y
I'm finale, you semi to semi
How you feel about me's how I feel about you
I ain't dead, but the bro got a dead eye
And don't ask about Trey
The next half of my name is a topic the world cannot deny
I got to run it like shoes
Got no equals, it won't be a truce
I'm so cold, Minnesota done put on the coat
Now you yellin' out "Timber" to Boots
Always keep TreyNxtUp on the queue
He top three, but he not three or two
Fans get out of they chairs and they act like Rick Flair
When they see me, they screamin' out "Woo"
I needed a beamer, the beam wasn't green
But the white might just hit if it's clutch
Aye I'm feelin' like Klay in the cut
Nah, nah, nah man I'm feelin' like Curry
Cause my drip never washed, but the splash on my shot
Got the waves under rags in a hurry
I got to run it like shoes
Got no equals, it won't be a truce
I'm so cold, Minnesota done put on the coat
Now you yellin' out "Timber" to Boots
Always keep TreyNxtUp on the queue
He top three, but he not three or two
Fans get out of they chairs and they act like Rick Flair
When they see me, they screamin' out "Woo
I'm five eight but I'm standin' on business
So really, it look like I'm taller than Wemby
Always claimin' that Trey is so scary
No way I got haters that's scared of Lil' Wendy
And for all of my dawgs, you all know what I'm on
I can't stop till there's guap and there's fetty
Now I'm back on the song and the fun has begun
But for some, I think recess is ending
So we back in the class with it
I'm a lyrical advocate
Never lied on my lines
All the dark tends to shine and I light the establishment
With the music, I'm passionate
It ain't happen on accident
So I got me a circle that's guarding from squares
They keep calling me Madison
I be practicin' up like the pregame, just knowin' my chances to make it ain't fallin'
I would say that I run it like relay, but really, I feel like I'm like Marathon it
Go, go, go go
Got to, show 'em what you, know
The discretion was really concealed
My slogan is "only the real applaud
Now I'm luring out all of the heels
Aware of a kill is the beat I'm on
Why my wrist keep on givin' me chills?
Somebody please go turn the freezer off
So I check on the time and it's M-Y
I'm finale, you semi to semi
How you feel about me's how I feel about you
I ain't dead, but the bro got a dead eye
And don't ask about Trey
The next half of my name is a topic the world cannot deny
I got to run it like shoes
Got no equals, it won't be a truce
I'm so cold, Minnesota done put on the coat
Now you yellin' out "Timber" to Boots
Always keep TreyNxtUp on the queue
He top three, but he not three or two
Fans get out of they chairs and they act like Rick Flair
When they see me, they screamin' out "Woo"
Writer: Wendell Paris III
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid