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โฑ๏ธ 1:01 duration
๐ ID: 21774373
๐ Lyrics
Off an X
Fighting my demons, like I'm Ken Carson
He don't make a difference for his team
Be on the bench startin'
Call of Duty is the only place you got ranked
Need to go equip a belt, your bro 'n' 'em just got spanked
This shit hittin' crazy, you would think the Za' tranked
Middle man checks me on the 'gram, like "Who got banks?"
The gang stuck together, we ain't Pangea
Bitch ain't got a dollar, unless she go use her man's Visa
Right before interrogation, tell 'em I got amnesia
How I run it up, you think I'm half man and half cheetah
I might ra- never mind that might get me canceled
He ain't got no standards, hittin' everything like Mickey Mantle
Swipe, scam, jugg, back in school, it was the giffy scandals
Forty-nine and arm, on my way to winnin' fifty battles
Ts, I'm finna tie Floyd
All that tryna cuddle, bitch, I'm tryna touch your thyroid
They in Santa Monica, we vibin' at the Viceroy
Kick say Rick, but I ain't snitchin' like the white boy
I don't trust him though, he got a big mouth like Billy Bass
Blow it in the deep, and I'm floatin' like a lily pad
Run it up alone, before I ever get a piggy bank
Grade-A fibber, can you rap 'bout what you really have?
If I'm masked up, it's doomsday, MF Doom
Go crazy, red face, you think I went to FSU
We can see who ball harder than me, need a Bal Harbour
All them foolies and he still died, he should've bought armor
Speak into existence, shit I'm finna work with Shawn Carter
Fighting my demons, like I'm Ken Carson
He don't make a difference for his team
Be on the bench startin'
Call of Duty is the only place you got ranked
Need to go equip a belt, your bro 'n' 'em just got spanked
This shit hittin' crazy, you would think the Za' tranked
Middle man checks me on the 'gram, like "Who got banks?"
The gang stuck together, we ain't Pangea
Bitch ain't got a dollar, unless she go use her man's Visa
Right before interrogation, tell 'em I got amnesia
How I run it up, you think I'm half man and half cheetah
I might ra- never mind that might get me canceled
He ain't got no standards, hittin' everything like Mickey Mantle
Swipe, scam, jugg, back in school, it was the giffy scandals
Forty-nine and arm, on my way to winnin' fifty battles
Ts, I'm finna tie Floyd
All that tryna cuddle, bitch, I'm tryna touch your thyroid
They in Santa Monica, we vibin' at the Viceroy
Kick say Rick, but I ain't snitchin' like the white boy
I don't trust him though, he got a big mouth like Billy Bass
Blow it in the deep, and I'm floatin' like a lily pad
Run it up alone, before I ever get a piggy bank
Grade-A fibber, can you rap 'bout what you really have?
If I'm masked up, it's doomsday, MF Doom
Go crazy, red face, you think I went to FSU
We can see who ball harder than me, need a Bal Harbour
All them foolies and he still died, he should've bought armor
Speak into existence, shit I'm finna work with Shawn Carter
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:04.38] Off an X
[00:04.72] Fighting my demons, like I'm Ken Carson
[00:06.28] He don't make a difference for his team
[00:07.45] Be on the bench startin'
[00:08.31] Call of Duty is the only place you got ranked
[00:10.33] Need to go equip a belt, your bro 'n' 'em just got spanked
[00:12.61] This shit hittin' crazy, you would think the Za' tranked
[00:14.47] Middle man checks me on the 'gram, like "Who got banks?"
[00:16.99] The gang stuck together, we ain't Pangea
[00:18.69] Bitch ain't got a dollar, unless she go use her man's Visa
[00:20.79] Right before interrogation, tell 'em I got amnesia
[00:22.82] How I run it up, you think I'm half man and half cheetah
[00:25.13] I might ra- never mind that might get me canceled
[00:27.08] He ain't got no standards, hittin' everything like Mickey Mantle
[00:29.05] Swipe, scam, jugg, back in school, it was the giffy scandals
[00:31.24] Forty-nine and arm, on my way to winnin' fifty battles
[00:33.21] Ts, I'm finna tie Floyd
[00:35.29] All that tryna cuddle, bitch, I'm tryna touch your thyroid
[00:37.32] They in Santa Monica, we vibin' at the Viceroy
[00:39.38] Kick say Rick, but I ain't snitchin' like the white boy
[00:41.55] I don't trust him though, he got a big mouth like Billy Bass
[00:43.62] Blow it in the deep, and I'm floatin' like a lily pad
[00:45.61] Run it up alone, before I ever get a piggy bank
[00:47.72] Grade-A fibber, can you rap 'bout what you really have?
[00:50.09] If I'm masked up, it's doomsday, MF Doom
[00:51.87] Go crazy, red face, you think I went to FSU
[00:54.25] We can see who ball harder than me, need a Bal Harbour
[00:56.14] All them foolies and he still died, he should've bought armor
[00:58.11] Speak into existence, shit I'm finna work with Shawn Carter
[01:00.35]
[00:04.72] Fighting my demons, like I'm Ken Carson
[00:06.28] He don't make a difference for his team
[00:07.45] Be on the bench startin'
[00:08.31] Call of Duty is the only place you got ranked
[00:10.33] Need to go equip a belt, your bro 'n' 'em just got spanked
[00:12.61] This shit hittin' crazy, you would think the Za' tranked
[00:14.47] Middle man checks me on the 'gram, like "Who got banks?"
[00:16.99] The gang stuck together, we ain't Pangea
[00:18.69] Bitch ain't got a dollar, unless she go use her man's Visa
[00:20.79] Right before interrogation, tell 'em I got amnesia
[00:22.82] How I run it up, you think I'm half man and half cheetah
[00:25.13] I might ra- never mind that might get me canceled
[00:27.08] He ain't got no standards, hittin' everything like Mickey Mantle
[00:29.05] Swipe, scam, jugg, back in school, it was the giffy scandals
[00:31.24] Forty-nine and arm, on my way to winnin' fifty battles
[00:33.21] Ts, I'm finna tie Floyd
[00:35.29] All that tryna cuddle, bitch, I'm tryna touch your thyroid
[00:37.32] They in Santa Monica, we vibin' at the Viceroy
[00:39.38] Kick say Rick, but I ain't snitchin' like the white boy
[00:41.55] I don't trust him though, he got a big mouth like Billy Bass
[00:43.62] Blow it in the deep, and I'm floatin' like a lily pad
[00:45.61] Run it up alone, before I ever get a piggy bank
[00:47.72] Grade-A fibber, can you rap 'bout what you really have?
[00:50.09] If I'm masked up, it's doomsday, MF Doom
[00:51.87] Go crazy, red face, you think I went to FSU
[00:54.25] We can see who ball harder than me, need a Bal Harbour
[00:56.14] All them foolies and he still died, he should've bought armor
[00:58.11] Speak into existence, shit I'm finna work with Shawn Carter
[01:00.35]