[Chorus]
[Verse 1: Luke Gawne]
You could try to rap, but you couldn't act the part
This shit was god given I'm not holding back a bar
I want it all bitch, big house and fancy cars
If i could fit the whole world in my shopping cart
Then I would buy it
I will get rich or die trying
I shoot for the stars, the belt of orion
I'm eyin the top, and hot like a cayenne
Won't stop 'till the day that I drop, I'm not lyin'
'Cause I've been
Just playing for fun, but I won
So last call on the board is done
My brass balls shining brighter than the ray of the sun
So bar none, no one got the same enunciation
A proclomation I'm saying these puns
But what the fuck you think would happen when you playing with guns
Shooting to kill, super ill
Lyrical nuisance for real
Been through it all loop-de-looping behind the wheel
Of a real automobile
[Chorus]
[Verse 1: Luke Gawne]
You could try to rap, but you couldn't act the part
This shit was god given I'm not holding back a bar
I want it all bitch, big house and fancy cars
If i could fit the whole world in my shopping cart
Then I would buy it
I will get rich or die trying
I shoot for the stars, the belt of orion
I'm eyin the top, and hot like a cayenne
Won't stop 'till the day that I drop, I'm not lyin'
'Cause I've been
Just playing for fun, but I won
So last call on the board is done
My brass balls shining brighter than the ray of the sun
So bar none, no one got the same enunciation
A proclomation I'm saying these puns
But what the fuck you think would happen when you playing with guns
Shooting to kill, super ill
Lyrical nuisance for real
Been through it all loop-de-looping behind the wheel
Of a real automobile
[Chorus]
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