[Intro]
Ch-yeah
Kerser
Look
[Chorus]
Got 'em all trippin', never miss when I spit
It's like gettin' cunts knocked, hit after hit
Baby, I'm the shit, I set the tone in Australia
Come and got the bread and then I'm out here like later
Got 'em all trippin', never miss when I spit
It's like gettin' cunts knocked, hit after hit
Baby, I'm the shit, I set the tone in Australia
Come and got the bread and then I'm out here like later
[Verse 1]
Later, uh, known to keep it player
Hate don't look good on me, I never been a hater
Better be a banger, bet I better be a baller
They knew I was a bum when I was spittin' on the corners
Held it down a long time, I made it look simple
I got so many bars, I could give you phone signals
South-West baby, the area that raised me
No beach here, but we rep the C crazy
Got it down, it's ballistic
Hittin' bullseye, they trippin' out 'cause I ain't missed it
No punches thrown, but they sayin' this a king hit
Every single night I put my face up in some big tits
What I do, I make dollar signs
Do it for the fans at this stage, I ain't gotta rhyme
Ayy, this legit, this is it, what I'm made for
Put my jewellery next to me, it's scary 'cause it weighs more
Ch-yeah
Kerser
Look
[Chorus]
Got 'em all trippin', never miss when I spit
It's like gettin' cunts knocked, hit after hit
Baby, I'm the shit, I set the tone in Australia
Come and got the bread and then I'm out here like later
Got 'em all trippin', never miss when I spit
It's like gettin' cunts knocked, hit after hit
Baby, I'm the shit, I set the tone in Australia
Come and got the bread and then I'm out here like later
[Verse 1]
Later, uh, known to keep it player
Hate don't look good on me, I never been a hater
Better be a banger, bet I better be a baller
They knew I was a bum when I was spittin' on the corners
Held it down a long time, I made it look simple
I got so many bars, I could give you phone signals
South-West baby, the area that raised me
No beach here, but we rep the C crazy
Got it down, it's ballistic
Hittin' bullseye, they trippin' out 'cause I ain't missed it
No punches thrown, but they sayin' this a king hit
Every single night I put my face up in some big tits
What I do, I make dollar signs
Do it for the fans at this stage, I ain't gotta rhyme
Ayy, this legit, this is it, what I'm made for
Put my jewellery next to me, it's scary 'cause it weighs more
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