Bypass Ian Thomas

[Intro]
Hop on the charts
Hop on the charts

[Chorus]
Hop on the charts and I shoot, yeah
This is the way that we move, yeah
At night we coming alive
We cannot let this shit slide
Bypass, yeah
Ride with a Porsche that's real fast
A-game, now we talk big facts
Big bricks, that's big cash
I became rich like in a flash
Brand new Rari, hope I don't crash
Yeah I get her all wet, call that shit splash
Don't talk shit cause I don't bash
Hope I make it big, hope my name lasts
But it’s looking pretty good on the forecast
I get this shit first and you get it last
I get this shit lit before I pass

[Verse 1]
Then I hop on the charts
Bout to take 'em apart (apart)
I was made from the dark
Now follow my heart (heart)
Now I shoot to kill (kill)
Now I pay them bills
My life's looking good (boi)
I got what I need (yeah)
A whole bag of weed
It’s so nice to see (what)
I make 'em believe (yuh)
Look at what I achieve
I keep riding with the homies, yeah
We taking different roads, yeah (leggo)
And I'm so stoned, yeah (so stoned)
But I'll never go broke, yeah (go broke)
I'm so fucking sorry but I really gotta go, yeah (gotta go)
Will keep writing these poems, yeah
Till I'm on the throne, yeah