CHAMPION

Clockin in
This some diferent shit they got me in
Super rocket windows tinted
If im steppin in
Double jointed
The way i flex should be olympian
I wasnt finished when i told you i was meetin ends
Proper Twelve chasin
Thats some connor shit that im about
Mayweather supersize the body
When i boxin out
Seven seater minivan
Movin like the cops is out
Ridin round
Pretty soon that seven turned to four accounts
Celibate for L if every woman finna act the way you do
Confident im packin and ill prove it
Just dont get attached dont get intrusive
Thats all that i ask of you so
Show me that you down to try to prove it
I gotta run away
Lil mama tryna go astray
Told her im in love with women
That aint overweight
She thing i got a lil too insensitive
im sensitive but only if the feelings
Made me feel a way
You need recovery shoulda said it
And you coulda stayed
This aint a cage lil mama this some real estate
If you wasting time with me ill say
That you were unprepared
In the way
Better off without you if you aint amazed

Champion
Where that belt go
She dont want no pumps
Lil mama want them shelltoes
Eatin up at Thailand but
I aint throwin elbows
She been getin thicker
Aint no need to let herself go
I caught me a champion
She been well known
Top of what she claim to be so i aint sayin
Self loathe
Least she gettin paper she dont
Gotta try to sell loads
She gon pick the easy route
Never take a frail road
Talkin bout a stallion
Body like a temple
So im breakin in
Paper train right behind me come and get the pen
Signing it
Im endorsin every check they send
Check the timbs steppin on you pussies
Once i let you in



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Writer(s): Samuel Isakov
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