GODSPEED
You're just mad 'cause I'm going to win
You no longer gotta pretend
I'm something that you won't forget
And you'll be going nowhere
I woke up this morning and counted my bread up
Bitches be acting annoying I'm fed up
Niggas be thinking they funny like stand up
I am too handsome
I be throwing a tantrum yeah I never grow up
Crashing right in your backyard doing donuts
I know I'm a screw up but I'm giving no fucks
I got your bitch with her ten toes up, this is my pay day
I'm out for revenge and we bout to spin your whole block like Beyblade (Godspeed)
If they getting aggressive we'll teach them a lesson but I'm running low on the timing
So we getting fancy I got the suppressor so we 'bout to pop them in silence
You're just mad 'cause I'm going to win
You no longer gotta pretend
I'm something that you won't forget
And you'll be going nowhere
I'm like wait why they think that they know me nah
Run up on me you might end up with a nosebleed bruh
Fuck your bitch, then I'll skate off like I'm Tony Hawk
Leave her with a busted spine like I'm Bautista
I am the greatest, you ain't taking a chance
I ain't dropped in a while
Just had to mow down some snakes in my camp
Since birth I've always been a menace
Always knew that I was finna get rich
I'll be so caught up in the fame
I'll probably forget your entire existence
You're just mad 'cause I'm going to win
You no longer gotta pretend
I'm something that you won't forget
And you'll be going nowhere
You no longer gotta pretend
I'm something that you won't forget
And you'll be going nowhere
I woke up this morning and counted my bread up
Bitches be acting annoying I'm fed up
Niggas be thinking they funny like stand up
I am too handsome
I be throwing a tantrum yeah I never grow up
Crashing right in your backyard doing donuts
I know I'm a screw up but I'm giving no fucks
I got your bitch with her ten toes up, this is my pay day
I'm out for revenge and we bout to spin your whole block like Beyblade (Godspeed)
If they getting aggressive we'll teach them a lesson but I'm running low on the timing
So we getting fancy I got the suppressor so we 'bout to pop them in silence
You're just mad 'cause I'm going to win
You no longer gotta pretend
I'm something that you won't forget
And you'll be going nowhere
I'm like wait why they think that they know me nah
Run up on me you might end up with a nosebleed bruh
Fuck your bitch, then I'll skate off like I'm Tony Hawk
Leave her with a busted spine like I'm Bautista
I am the greatest, you ain't taking a chance
I ain't dropped in a while
Just had to mow down some snakes in my camp
Since birth I've always been a menace
Always knew that I was finna get rich
I'll be so caught up in the fame
I'll probably forget your entire existence
You're just mad 'cause I'm going to win
You no longer gotta pretend
I'm something that you won't forget
And you'll be going nowhere
Credits
Writer(s): Brianna Moses
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