Champions

Yeah, ay

We the champions, remember I ain't have the shit

Gymnast with the cash, make a bag do a backwards flip

I already got the head, I'm cool, you can have the bitch

Fucked up Barney's and I'm payin' for the damages

Playin' with real one, get your candle lit

Bent already, had a sack 'fore I ran the fifth

Yeah, that lil' hoe you love, we done ran the bitch

Cashed new 560 then crashed the bitch

Throw the money on the air hoes scramblin'

Fuck the club up, then pay for damages

I don't care how much you bring, I can handle it

Grab the money phone, make some calls, then it's vanishin'

Me and Ghost slidin' in that Vette, seats red, Tec

Mama worried, prayin' for me daily, all my friends trap

Sent him on a money route, then I tell him head back

I heard he tryna shop, he ain't gang, get his ass taxed

I heard he tryna shop, he ain't gang, get his ass taxed

I heard he ain't gang, playin' games, get his ass whacked

Playin' with them rubber bands, get your ass stretched

Yeah, since your homies love you, hot your mans next

Heard they fuck with you, what they payin' Ray?

Still sittin' on these pints, they can't stand that

Yeah, been shootin', shit, I'm like Rambo with chops

How I pull up, they don't know if I'm Lando or not

Been comin' down since ridin' Ashants

Np patience with this shit, take my ass to the docks

Met a plug in San Fran, took my ass to the block

I was down, they ain't throw me shit, my hands to the sky

Quit playin' with the law, the Feds is a lie

Word in the streets, you gettin' money, they sayin' you hot

Quarter million dollar loan off of Calvin

****, code name blue, bitch, I'm Melvin

Yeah AP dead, it's a skeleton

Break a brick, put it back together, now it's salvaged

Old money still spend, word to Dalvin

My old hoes wanna fuck, that was random

**** out here grown as fuck, money childish

I been countin' all this paper up, money calluses, ****

I heard he tryna shop, he ain't gang, get his ass taxed

I heard he ain't gang, playin' games, get his ass whacked