[ Featuring Tyga ]
Motherf*ck my opponent
Started with a vision and a nigga got on it
Met success and a introduced it to my homies
Now every single girl in the room gon want us
Hell yeah I hope they hearing us
Imma want the beef, broccoli, and asparagus
Tell them rich folks they can couple
Up a chair with us they can sure brag
But I know they can't embarrass us
And motherf*ck the opposition
(f*ck) your bitch wanna make a proposition
Remember when a nigga barely had
A pot to piss in, now I'm on my paper
Mr composition (what, what?) Excuse me
What? Competition? What?
To me that word is non- existent
And he sound like uhhhhhhh
Quit comparing me bitch
F*ck you with a Ron Jeremy dick
Hell yeah I'm apparently pissed
Sonnin' niggas i could give a parenting tip
I'm too good to really care about shit
Cause I'm young with money
Like I inherited it, biotchh
Get a buzz, champagne and club in the dusk
Wonder on top of the
Drums before the ambiance
Trying to get the sun involved
Reflect on these hoes no mirrors
My vision is simply through carrera gold
What's your goals when your
Interests ain't the synopsis flow
I give it as the story go
Legion of Doom the superheroes
Have entered the room
Everyone move, everyone move
Except for the Betty Boops
I'm Coming for you
Reservation at pussy pool
Let's make it for two
Amateur addict get this long dick stamina
IChat the camera screw faced and hammer her
Can't touch it if it's funk
That R&B and bitches say they won't
Hip-hop around '94 'til my soul
Ante up, like MOP, f*ck your thoughts
It's GED, Young Money until the casket drop
Motherf*ck my opponent
