Ha, I'm back motherf*ckers
Yeah, I'm boutta go nuts
(The Kid wrote this shit)
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, yeah
Hold the f*ck up, lemme tell y'all this again
I was once in control with these bitches
I was f*ckin' 'em hard, like a f*ckin' patrol
Yeah, I smoked the J's
And I never get caught coughin
(Uh, you ain't hear that)
Started in Norway, now I live in a big mansion
In LA and my bitch ain't gettin' no attention
I'm like this, I live this shit
Life's busy with all this fame
You wish, you dream
You're a f*ckin' bitch, that'll go nowhere in life
I've got hits to hits, playin' on the radio
Cuz you know, I got those stereo types (Yeah)
My shit be turnt in big ass f*ckin' stadiums
I'm just too good, you're just a regular dude
I dress so smooth, ain't see me in 'em slippers
My bro used to hang up stickers places
And I ain't never said my graces, but still a f*ckin' christian
It's weird, I'm only 14 puttin' up big racks
Ay, my mama always got my back
She was stacked, whenever I was in need
Shit ain't mumble rap, it's understandable rap
Stop resistin, more streams
Every single day, the f*ck is you on?
I say, I'll beat you up any day
F*ck y'all bitches, y'all talk too much
I was once nothing, now I'm everything
I come in like a f*ckin' sting
F*ckin' your bitch, you know she want it
She said, I'm bigger than you
Damn, that is true
Shut the f*ck up, you ain't shit
Y'all don't want the smoke, y'all don't want the smoke, y'all don't want the smoke (Smoke)
I pull up on these bitches, hit that, tap that
Always gotta dap my brothers up, respect
Ahh shit, I put your bitch ass back in place
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English
Ha, I'm back motherf*ckers
Yeah, I'm boutta go nuts
(The Kid wrote this shit)
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, yeah
Hold the f*ck up, lemme tell y'all this again
I was once in control with these bitches
I was f*ckin' 'em hard, like a f*ckin' patrol
Yeah, I smoked the J's
And I never get caught coughin
(Uh, you ain't hear that)
Started in Norway, now I live in a big mansion
In LA and my bitch ain't gettin' no attention
I'm like this, I live this shit
Life's busy with all this fame
You wish, you dream
You're a f*ckin' bitch, that'll go nowhere in life
I've got hits to hits, playin' on the radio
Cuz you know, I got those stereo types (Yeah)
My shit be turnt in big ass f*ckin' stadiums
I'm just too good, you're just a regular dude
I dress so smooth, ain't see me in 'em slippers
My bro used to hang up stickers places
And I ain't never said my graces, but still a f*ckin' christian
It's weird, I'm only 14 puttin' up big racks
Ay, my mama always got my back
She was stacked, whenever I was in need
Shit ain't mumble rap, it's understandable rap
Stop resistin, more streams
Every single day, the f*ck is you on?
I say, I'll beat you up any day
F*ck y'all bitches, y'all talk too much
I was once nothing, now I'm everything
I come in like a f*ckin' sting
F*ckin' your bitch, you know she want it
She said, I'm bigger than you
Damn, that is true
Shut the f*ck up, you ain't shit
Y'all don't want the smoke, y'all don't want the smoke, y'all don't want the smoke (Smoke)
I pull up on these bitches, hit that, tap that
Always gotta dap my brothers up, respect
Ahh shit, I put your bitch ass back in place
Yeah, I'm boutta go nuts
(The Kid wrote this shit)
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, yeah
Hold the f*ck up, lemme tell y'all this again
I was once in control with these bitches
I was f*ckin' 'em hard, like a f*ckin' patrol
Yeah, I smoked the J's
And I never get caught coughin
(Uh, you ain't hear that)
Started in Norway, now I live in a big mansion
In LA and my bitch ain't gettin' no attention
I'm like this, I live this shit
Life's busy with all this fame
You wish, you dream
You're a f*ckin' bitch, that'll go nowhere in life
I've got hits to hits, playin' on the radio
Cuz you know, I got those stereo types (Yeah)
My shit be turnt in big ass f*ckin' stadiums
I'm just too good, you're just a regular dude
I dress so smooth, ain't see me in 'em slippers
My bro used to hang up stickers places
And I ain't never said my graces, but still a f*ckin' christian
It's weird, I'm only 14 puttin' up big racks
Ay, my mama always got my back
She was stacked, whenever I was in need
Shit ain't mumble rap, it's understandable rap
Stop resistin, more streams
Every single day, the f*ck is you on?
I say, I'll beat you up any day
F*ck y'all bitches, y'all talk too much
I was once nothing, now I'm everything
I come in like a f*ckin' sting
F*ckin' your bitch, you know she want it
She said, I'm bigger than you
Damn, that is true
Shut the f*ck up, you ain't shit
Y'all don't want the smoke, y'all don't want the smoke, y'all don't want the smoke (Smoke)
I pull up on these bitches, hit that, tap that
Always gotta dap my brothers up, respect
Ahh shit, I put your bitch ass back in place
Writer: Bjørnar Solem
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid