Opening Night.
Welcome to the premiere
Why the hell else would you be here
Bitch ass niggas I don't be near
Bitch ass nigga can't be here
Sitting at the top of the tower and I'm plotting on my next place to stoop like a eagle
Pop seal on a new bottle old bitch get the calling ima hit her next leap year
THC in my bloodstream, TNT on my mind, bitch, fuck it
We gon' blow the whole thing up this year
Smoke in the air, lit Dutch, I'm gaming
System control handheld Nintendo
Sit down, don't stand for nothing complaining
Shooting up the billboard chart extendo clip
Shush the crowd like I buzzer beater gamed 'em
Damian, Kobe, Larry, Michael
Clutch play run in my veins like ice do
Feel the whole shine from my spirit, enlightened
Marijuana in my cypher, seat heightened
Walking on the face of the moon like Michael
Whole city lean on a star like Eiffel
I tower above the bullshit on bible
I know only my self my rival
We are alike but I'll never be like you
Welcome to the premiere
Why the hell else would you be here
Bitch ass niggas I don't be near
Bitch ass nigga can't be here
Sitting at the top of the tower
And I'm plotting on my next place to stoop like a eagle
Pop seal on a new bottle old bitch get the calling ima hit her next leap year
THC in my bloodstream, TNT on my mind, bitch, fuck it
We gon blow the whole thing up this year
Change the whole game up, switch gears
Bass hit blister walls and knocking fixtures off
I'm like Christopher Paul with these assists
I helped the lot of 'em all with no assist
Only right I ball on 'em all like no defense
Deion, Brady, Manning, Michael
Final moments ticking with precision scope rifle
Dabbling in my darkness like night do
Extra ganja in my cypher, Bic pyru
Lil Nuni terrorize the streets like Michael
Still the city gonna love me I brighten
Up the scenery lack of memory stifled
I know only myself my rival
May be alike but I'll never be like you
Welcome to the premiere
Why the hell else would you be here?
Bitch ass niggas I don't be near
Bitch ass nigga can't be here
Sitting at the top of the tower
And I'm plotting on my next place to stoop like a eagle
Pop seal on a new bottle old bitch get the calling ima hit her next leap year
THC in my bloodstream, TNT on my mind, bitch, fuck it
We gon blow the whole thing up this year
System control Ab Soul had babies
Raised up real in a world too pretend so
Flipped the remote to something more wavy
Flimsy your destiny written in pencil
Lift with the soul can't nothing out weigh me
Weezy, Jay-Z, Whitney, Michael
One shining moment so cold it's cycled
Balance beam above everything I try to
Never get too high cause the fall might bite you
They don't really care about us ask Michael
Whole nation lean on a star like Eiffel
May put a look on face like I'm fool
I know only myself my rival
Yeah we alike but I'll never be like you
Welcome to the premiere
Why the hell else would you be here
Bitch ass niggas I don't be near
Bitch ass niggas can't be here
Sitting at the top of the tower
And I'm plotting on my next place to stoop like an eagle
Pop seal on a new bottle
Old bitch get the calling
Ima hit her next leap year
THC in my bloodstream, TNT on my mind
Bitch, fuck it, we gon blow the whole thing up this year
Why the hell else would you be here
Bitch ass niggas I don't be near
Bitch ass nigga can't be here
Sitting at the top of the tower and I'm plotting on my next place to stoop like a eagle
Pop seal on a new bottle old bitch get the calling ima hit her next leap year
THC in my bloodstream, TNT on my mind, bitch, fuck it
We gon' blow the whole thing up this year
Smoke in the air, lit Dutch, I'm gaming
System control handheld Nintendo
Sit down, don't stand for nothing complaining
Shooting up the billboard chart extendo clip
Shush the crowd like I buzzer beater gamed 'em
Damian, Kobe, Larry, Michael
Clutch play run in my veins like ice do
Feel the whole shine from my spirit, enlightened
Marijuana in my cypher, seat heightened
Walking on the face of the moon like Michael
Whole city lean on a star like Eiffel
I tower above the bullshit on bible
I know only my self my rival
We are alike but I'll never be like you
Welcome to the premiere
Why the hell else would you be here
Bitch ass niggas I don't be near
Bitch ass nigga can't be here
Sitting at the top of the tower
And I'm plotting on my next place to stoop like a eagle
Pop seal on a new bottle old bitch get the calling ima hit her next leap year
THC in my bloodstream, TNT on my mind, bitch, fuck it
We gon blow the whole thing up this year
Change the whole game up, switch gears
Bass hit blister walls and knocking fixtures off
I'm like Christopher Paul with these assists
I helped the lot of 'em all with no assist
Only right I ball on 'em all like no defense
Deion, Brady, Manning, Michael
Final moments ticking with precision scope rifle
Dabbling in my darkness like night do
Extra ganja in my cypher, Bic pyru
Lil Nuni terrorize the streets like Michael
Still the city gonna love me I brighten
Up the scenery lack of memory stifled
I know only myself my rival
May be alike but I'll never be like you
Welcome to the premiere
Why the hell else would you be here?
Bitch ass niggas I don't be near
Bitch ass nigga can't be here
Sitting at the top of the tower
And I'm plotting on my next place to stoop like a eagle
Pop seal on a new bottle old bitch get the calling ima hit her next leap year
THC in my bloodstream, TNT on my mind, bitch, fuck it
We gon blow the whole thing up this year
System control Ab Soul had babies
Raised up real in a world too pretend so
Flipped the remote to something more wavy
Flimsy your destiny written in pencil
Lift with the soul can't nothing out weigh me
Weezy, Jay-Z, Whitney, Michael
One shining moment so cold it's cycled
Balance beam above everything I try to
Never get too high cause the fall might bite you
They don't really care about us ask Michael
Whole nation lean on a star like Eiffel
May put a look on face like I'm fool
I know only myself my rival
Yeah we alike but I'll never be like you
Welcome to the premiere
Why the hell else would you be here
Bitch ass niggas I don't be near
Bitch ass niggas can't be here
Sitting at the top of the tower
And I'm plotting on my next place to stoop like an eagle
Pop seal on a new bottle
Old bitch get the calling
Ima hit her next leap year
THC in my bloodstream, TNT on my mind
Bitch, fuck it, we gon blow the whole thing up this year
Credits
Writer(s): Burak Goekgoez, Courtland Tunstill
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