[Intro]
Don't you think like that
I will love you endlessly
If you only believe in me
Don't you feel like that
I will love you forever
If you only believe in me
[Verse 1]
They want Kim Kardashian, me I'm more spit bar-dashian
Still I shout Khloe and Kourtney
Think it's worth a shot that I'll flow when I'm 40
But it's defo guaranteed I'm going home with a shorty
It's not how much wood would a woodchuck chuck?
It's more how many models does a superstar fuck?
I'm en route fam, drink shots, we don't shoot fam
When I'm on a track, I'll leave a body in my boot fam
Old school settings but already got my pen license
When I'm flowing heads nod, then the head rises
Three women all together at the same time
That's 8 legs in my bedroom, and I hate spiders
No money but a pocket full of roach cards
So old school, you would think I'm getting gold stars
We got many talents, we got cold hearts
She riding for my bars like she pole dance
Got a couple people that just wish that I fell
But their kid's gonna have posters of me on their wall
I never learnt a thing when I was sitting in school
Other than never tuck your shirt in if you think that you're cool
It's big stacks over six packs, I can spit facts
Fuck her in a rugby, guessing it's her big backs
When I drop a tape, pree the impacts
All your straight thoughts turn to zig zags
Don't you think like that
I will love you endlessly
If you only believe in me
Don't you feel like that
I will love you forever
If you only believe in me
[Verse 1]
They want Kim Kardashian, me I'm more spit bar-dashian
Still I shout Khloe and Kourtney
Think it's worth a shot that I'll flow when I'm 40
But it's defo guaranteed I'm going home with a shorty
It's not how much wood would a woodchuck chuck?
It's more how many models does a superstar fuck?
I'm en route fam, drink shots, we don't shoot fam
When I'm on a track, I'll leave a body in my boot fam
Old school settings but already got my pen license
When I'm flowing heads nod, then the head rises
Three women all together at the same time
That's 8 legs in my bedroom, and I hate spiders
No money but a pocket full of roach cards
So old school, you would think I'm getting gold stars
We got many talents, we got cold hearts
She riding for my bars like she pole dance
Got a couple people that just wish that I fell
But their kid's gonna have posters of me on their wall
I never learnt a thing when I was sitting in school
Other than never tuck your shirt in if you think that you're cool
It's big stacks over six packs, I can spit facts
Fuck her in a rugby, guessing it's her big backs
When I drop a tape, pree the impacts
All your straight thoughts turn to zig zags
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