Show Off
When I come through ya speakers I give you everything you want
Say Martel ain't ya favorite but I got everything he don't
Ain't no shit I do regular, I'm the muthafuckin' boss
I got the sauce
Couldn't stop it if I tried
I'm such a fuckin' show off. Show Off. Show Off
I'm such a fuckin' show off. Show Off. Show Off
If you don't like me, get lost. Get lost. Get lost
I'm such a fuckin' show off. Show Off. Show Off
Damn, I'm exquisite. Just look at me, I'm the shit
I heard you say I'm that nigga, don't you agree? (Watch out Lil' bitch)
If you don't like it, try and stop me. I'm a trending fucking topic
I ain't worried 'bout nothin' except these hoes in my pocket
Emerald City so beautiful. I'm up top, you can't block my view
If you niggas gon' bite my style, close ya mouth when ya chewin'
I'm an example of greatness, I write playbooks to my success
Just gimme 10 seconds & I'mma bless you, no ah'choo
My whole life's indisputable, I'm just bein' modest
When I get c-c-c-cocky, bitch I'm a fuckin' monster
Fuck what's on my neck, bitch, I'm cashin' checks. I want them dollar bills
I might be boujie or ratchet but a nigga stay trill
(That's why) Everything I want, I got it. Don't got it, I get it
I'm spoiled so no don't exist-ah
I got gold on my wrist-ah
I just purchased new rims, I be whippin'
I be up in the club, they be strippin
Swinging Richards, I'm throwin' out 20's
Number 1 is all I can see. Fuck milk & cookies, I'm here for the victory
When I come through ya speakers I give you everything you want
Say Martel ain't ya favorite but I got everything he don't
Ain't no shit I do regular, I'm the muthafuckin' boss. I got the sauce
Couldn't stop it if I tried
I'm such a fuckin' show off. Show Off. Show Off
I'm such a fuckin' show off. Show Off. Show Off
If you don't like me, get lost. Get lost. Get lost
I'm such a fuckin' show off. Show Off. Show Off
Nigga I be the shit. N-n-n-nigga get off my dick
Niggas ain't on my level. Blockhead niggas. Call 'em Legos
You ain't never seen a nigga so excellent
You a counterfeit nigga, I'm complex and shit
Stay off the road nigga cause I'm wreckin' shit
And you're never gonna win, I'm the best at it
I heard your savin' up your money, you collectin' it?
I got money on my balls, molestin' it
What the fuck is a struggle? I got checks and shit. I'm a salary nigga. Benefits
Versace, Versace. (Wait hold up) Attitude gives celibate (No fucks)
Niggas wanna flex, let that nigga flex. Don't get carried away. Tow trucks
All the latest, I got it. And them tags I'm poppin' (Man I be gettin' it)
O-Town to ATL, bitch. You never gon' forget it
My name is like magic. It's gets you a pass into places you never imagined
VIP with the bottles on overflow. C.I.R.O.C. til there ain't no mo'
And we throwin' back Patron til we can't no mo'
And I smoke so much weed that I can't even see
And I be droppin' the money like I got no worries
And hoes be runnin up on me and talkin so funny
FYI you could never get it from me, gotta keep it 1 hunnid
But I'll tell the bartender keep em comin'
You ain't gotta say it cause I know I'm the shit, bitch!
When I come through ya speakers I give you everything you want
Say Martel ain't ya favorite but I got everything he don't
Ain't no shit I do regular, I'm the muthafuckin' boss. I got the sauce
Couldn't stop it if I tried
I'm such a fuckin' show off. Show Off. Show Off
I'm such a fuckin' show off. Show Off. Show Off
If you don't like me, get lost. Get lost. Get lost
I'm such a fuckin' show off. Show Off. Show Off
Say Martel ain't ya favorite but I got everything he don't
Ain't no shit I do regular, I'm the muthafuckin' boss
I got the sauce
Couldn't stop it if I tried
I'm such a fuckin' show off. Show Off. Show Off
I'm such a fuckin' show off. Show Off. Show Off
If you don't like me, get lost. Get lost. Get lost
I'm such a fuckin' show off. Show Off. Show Off
Damn, I'm exquisite. Just look at me, I'm the shit
I heard you say I'm that nigga, don't you agree? (Watch out Lil' bitch)
If you don't like it, try and stop me. I'm a trending fucking topic
I ain't worried 'bout nothin' except these hoes in my pocket
Emerald City so beautiful. I'm up top, you can't block my view
If you niggas gon' bite my style, close ya mouth when ya chewin'
I'm an example of greatness, I write playbooks to my success
Just gimme 10 seconds & I'mma bless you, no ah'choo
My whole life's indisputable, I'm just bein' modest
When I get c-c-c-cocky, bitch I'm a fuckin' monster
Fuck what's on my neck, bitch, I'm cashin' checks. I want them dollar bills
I might be boujie or ratchet but a nigga stay trill
(That's why) Everything I want, I got it. Don't got it, I get it
I'm spoiled so no don't exist-ah
I got gold on my wrist-ah
I just purchased new rims, I be whippin'
I be up in the club, they be strippin
Swinging Richards, I'm throwin' out 20's
Number 1 is all I can see. Fuck milk & cookies, I'm here for the victory
When I come through ya speakers I give you everything you want
Say Martel ain't ya favorite but I got everything he don't
Ain't no shit I do regular, I'm the muthafuckin' boss. I got the sauce
Couldn't stop it if I tried
I'm such a fuckin' show off. Show Off. Show Off
I'm such a fuckin' show off. Show Off. Show Off
If you don't like me, get lost. Get lost. Get lost
I'm such a fuckin' show off. Show Off. Show Off
Nigga I be the shit. N-n-n-nigga get off my dick
Niggas ain't on my level. Blockhead niggas. Call 'em Legos
You ain't never seen a nigga so excellent
You a counterfeit nigga, I'm complex and shit
Stay off the road nigga cause I'm wreckin' shit
And you're never gonna win, I'm the best at it
I heard your savin' up your money, you collectin' it?
I got money on my balls, molestin' it
What the fuck is a struggle? I got checks and shit. I'm a salary nigga. Benefits
Versace, Versace. (Wait hold up) Attitude gives celibate (No fucks)
Niggas wanna flex, let that nigga flex. Don't get carried away. Tow trucks
All the latest, I got it. And them tags I'm poppin' (Man I be gettin' it)
O-Town to ATL, bitch. You never gon' forget it
My name is like magic. It's gets you a pass into places you never imagined
VIP with the bottles on overflow. C.I.R.O.C. til there ain't no mo'
And we throwin' back Patron til we can't no mo'
And I smoke so much weed that I can't even see
And I be droppin' the money like I got no worries
And hoes be runnin up on me and talkin so funny
FYI you could never get it from me, gotta keep it 1 hunnid
But I'll tell the bartender keep em comin'
You ain't gotta say it cause I know I'm the shit, bitch!
When I come through ya speakers I give you everything you want
Say Martel ain't ya favorite but I got everything he don't
Ain't no shit I do regular, I'm the muthafuckin' boss. I got the sauce
Couldn't stop it if I tried
I'm such a fuckin' show off. Show Off. Show Off
I'm such a fuckin' show off. Show Off. Show Off
If you don't like me, get lost. Get lost. Get lost
I'm such a fuckin' show off. Show Off. Show Off
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Writer(s): Delray Martel Williams
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