You ready?
Get the engine started
I'm aimed up homie
I got a thousand volts
I can leave you in the dust Adios!
People realize I'm about to blow
And Imma put it down so look out below, oh
Hey, I'm on my way
I drop bombs on the beat and they're blown away
I got a full house like a poker game
And I'm loco in the brain so que onda wey?
Ayye
Man I feel like I'm the greatest
You can miss me with that hatred
I'm fired up and I stay lit
Drop a molotov in a snake pit
Someday Imma make it
Blood stains on the songs that I painted
It's a race, burn rubber on the pavement
Chase it
You got a vision?
You got a goal?
You gotta chase it
I got a vision
I got a goal
And Imma chase it
And we're not gonna slow down
We've come so far
We can't even see the start line anymore
Got my foot on the gas
I make the engine roar
All I do is win, homie check the score
I'm stacking chips like a checkerboard
By depicting my vision with metaphors, oh
It's a head rush when I get this bread up
This is test run
And I'm about to flex up
All this bed bugs can't wait to scent blood
They sleeping on me but they know that I'm next up
Man I feel like I'm the greatest
You can miss me with that hatred
I'm fired up and I stay lit
Drop a molotov in a snake pit
Someday Imma make it
Blood stains on the songs that I painted
It's a race, burn rubber on the pavement
Chase it
You got a vision?
You got a goal?
You gotta chase it
I got a vision
I got a goal
And Imma chase it