[Talking]
Yeah
Geeked-Up Records nigga
Master-Boyz right here
Kipp Kels
[Hook]
Since you're in the game, you never reached a medal
Crowd booed y'all dudes for hours throwin' lots tomatoes
Made y'all weep the hell out, crashin' on your mental
When I harked in the stage, I sponged off your shadow
I murdered the swag (x8)
[Verse 1 : Master-Boyz TRN]
Gettin' in or gettin' out
The choice is made when you're cashin' out
Big chains, big laces, gold rings, styled sneakers all worthy enough
Spittin' on the stage now, fans know what I'm talkin' 'bout
It's like wrestling where weaks are out
Screamin' on the floor countin' the seconds down
Mic's the plane, crowd passenger and I'm the pilot
They shout out my name with banderoles like it's a riot
They follow me like rabbits behind juicy carrots
Votin' for my accomplishment during the ballots
[Verse 2 : Kipp Kels]
Dopest Flow you know its me, K-I Double P murda Swag
Im Speakin' daggers sharper than any rapper has ever had
Fuck wit MasterBoyz TRN K-I Double P
I'm on My Outerspace flow our swag not matched in the galaxy
I got some space ship Jordan's kid's have never seen
That match my jeans, fitted cap, and whole o-u-t-f-i-t
Huh, Please, Bitches hop on it and twerk the dick
I give you 9-5 broad, show you how to work the dick
Then back it off, pause, time to sip patron
And tell Ya Queen time to kneel in front of my throne
Swag so Gone nasa on my slong
Bitches on my Dick, All night Long
[Hook]
Since you're in the game, you never reached a medal
Crowd booed y'all dudes for hours throwin' lots tomatoes
Made y'all weep the hell out, crashin' on your mental
When I harked in the stage, I sponged off your shadow
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