[Bridge] Hands up high, let ‘em all stay there If you came from the bottom, this our prayer If you ever got played, now you play fair If they never believed, now they all stare I don’t need their love, just space and a stage Little bit of faith, lot of sweat, lot of rage Heartthrob dream in a spotlight haze Still that kid with a notebook page (yeah)[Bridge] Heart cold Eyes red You can see I'm obsessed Every threat that you send I just add you to the list When I step in the room Feel it tighten your chest This the calm ‘fore the storm This the vow This the test [Verse 2] Call me king of the city ain't nobody fuckin with me Any problem I solvem bitch![Verse 1: Deep male fast sing-sung rap vocal, confident aggressive swagger flow, male voice only] Certified flex, better show respect I know you mad but yo bitch obsessed Pull up in the foreign, wrist look like a threat You getter ready, I'll do the rest Dicky pants low, red bottoms steppin' on necks Pockets full of blues, leave 'em stressed Fresh blessed, better than the rest Send her home limpin', nothin' less[Verse 1: Male fast sing-sung rap vocal, confident aggressive swagger flow] Certified baller, check the whip, check the wrist I can do it like that or I can do it like this Swagga so right, just ask yo bitch She pulled up on a rich niguhh, now she switch Steppin' out the foreign, Dicky low, Jordans dipped Pockets full of blue faces, whole block know the drip From the trap to the top, still the same savage Beat it like a blitz, knock it out the frame, damage [Chorus: Female diva hip hop popstar vocal, super catchy anthemic, let her shine with runs and ad-libs] Ballin' out savage, drippin' red, no regrets (ayy!) Certified baller, check the whip, check the wrist (skrrt-skrrt!) Swagga on ten, make her scream my name Drop it when I come back, bring it back again! (yeah, yeah!)[Verse 2: Female fast sing-sung trap rap vocal, sharp vicious energetic] She said she fucked with me 'cause I'm rich, no cap Red bottoms clickin', attitude straight brat I can do it like that or flip it like this Leave her legs shakin', now she talkin' reminisce Bitch we ain't friends, no chit, no chat Just be ready when I slide, drop it like that Yeah just like that, don't run, bring it back Freak hours only, put the city on the map[Bridge] Hands up high, let ‘em all stay there If you came from the bottom, this our prayer If you ever got played, now you play fair If they never believed, now they all stare I don’t need their love, just space and a stage Little bit of faith, lot of sweat, lot of rage Heartthrob dream in a spotlight haze Still that kid with a notebook page (yeah)
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