Of Course
Ay, Yuh
Crazy stunts like top gun (top gun)
Blazing like some udon (udon)
Shine first like some bright dawn (Dawn)
Fell off? Nah you was never on (Nope)
Act like you made the better song (Ha)
Ain't noticed you was ever gone (i didn't)
My wav pack look like a marathon
What
I make it look like easy pease
Banks samples come without a lease
He hands out all these hits for free
Of course (Of course, of course, of course)
I compete with a whole ass team
I see their face and kiss my teeth
You still hold grudges from your teens (Ah, ah, ah, grra)
Of course (of course)
Call it what you want its some big ego ting
We blow your ship to smithereens (Smithereens)
Like we from the marine team (Yes)
Your insult left some damage but I don't need no promethazine
If it ain't about biz or sex this nigga gonna leave you seen (Banks, Banks, Banks, Banks, Banks)
Nothing in comparison but our birth place (Nope)
You treat your end goal like it some wild goose chase (The fuck)
I move in silence hit in quiet I don't leave a trace (Grra)
I left y'all niggas in the past cause y'all can't keep the pace (No you can't)
I'm moving to quick, y'all can't keep up, y'all cannot trace my steps (Yeah, yeah)
I'm making moves I made connects can't lie my life is blessed (Okay, Okay)
Can't count my dawgs on more than two hands love them fuck the rest (Okay, Okay)
You crash out when you feel attacked I used you for the press (Okay, Okay)
I'm good don't need no credit (Banks)
Your character already read it (Banks)
Your beef with me nigga I dead it (Banks)
Your engineer better be breaded (Banks)
Of course, of course
Pursue this shit all by myself (What)
My numbers I did with no help (Yes)
My music ain't lacking no felt (No way)
Your music is put on the shelf (Top shelf)
The yes men are at the doorbell (Doorbell)
Y'all moving like you the cartel (Cartel)
Distracted in that lil shell (Hahaha)
What
Untalented nigga galore (What)
Lost in the music of bore (Hold up)
Like what is it all even for (Okay)
Ain't different y'all be at the store for real (Okay, Okay)
Ran up the steps I'm a top dog
Holding my crown like a full hog (Ahh)
God took his time with those pawgs (Yes, yes)
I rap on this shit like a morning job (Yes i do)
I don't need a period cause I never stop (Nah)
I see like a hawk through all this fog
Where the hell would I be without my god
Remember those days when I still prod (I do)
Nothing in comparison but our birth place (Fuck)
You treat your end goal like it some wild goose chase (Grra, grra, grra)
I move in silence hit in quiet I don't leave a trace (Banks, Banks)
I left y'all niggas in the past cause y'all can't keep the pace (Y'all some bitches)
I'm moving to quick, y'all can't keep up, y'all cannot trace my steps (Bitch made)
I'm making moves I made connects can't lie my life is blessed (It is)
Can't count my dawgs on more than two hands love them fuck the rest (What)
You crash out when you feel attacked I used you for the press (Embarrassing)
I'm cooking up don't need a stove (Nope)
In this industry I don't need a cro (What)
It be cold but a nigga ain't froze (What)
No dirty stains on my clothes (What)
My life can never be posed (Okay)
Your bestie heard she told (Okay)
With problems she a pro (Okay)
Y'all shawties don't got clones
Like me (Like me, like me, like me)
What
Crazy stunts like top gun (top gun)
Blazing like some udon (udon)
Shine first like some bright dawn (Dawn)
Fell off? Nah you was never on (Nope)
Act like you made the better song (Ha)
Ain't noticed you was ever gone (i didn't)
My wav pack look like a marathon
What
I make it look like easy pease
Banks samples come without a lease
He hands out all these hits for free
Of course (Of course, of course, of course)
I compete with a whole ass team
I see their face and kiss my teeth
You still hold grudges from your teens (Ah, ah, ah, grra)
Of course (of course)
Call it what you want its some big ego ting
We blow your ship to smithereens (Smithereens)
Like we from the marine team (Yes)
Your insult left some damage but I don't need no promethazine
If it ain't about biz or sex this nigga gonna leave you seen (Banks, Banks, Banks, Banks, Banks)
Nothing in comparison but our birth place (Nope)
You treat your end goal like it some wild goose chase (The fuck)
I move in silence hit in quiet I don't leave a trace (Grra)
I left y'all niggas in the past cause y'all can't keep the pace (No you can't)
I'm moving to quick, y'all can't keep up, y'all cannot trace my steps (Yeah, yeah)
I'm making moves I made connects can't lie my life is blessed (Okay, Okay)
Can't count my dawgs on more than two hands love them fuck the rest (Okay, Okay)
You crash out when you feel attacked I used you for the press (Okay, Okay)
I'm good don't need no credit (Banks)
Your character already read it (Banks)
Your beef with me nigga I dead it (Banks)
Your engineer better be breaded (Banks)
Of course, of course
Pursue this shit all by myself (What)
My numbers I did with no help (Yes)
My music ain't lacking no felt (No way)
Your music is put on the shelf (Top shelf)
The yes men are at the doorbell (Doorbell)
Y'all moving like you the cartel (Cartel)
Distracted in that lil shell (Hahaha)
What
Untalented nigga galore (What)
Lost in the music of bore (Hold up)
Like what is it all even for (Okay)
Ain't different y'all be at the store for real (Okay, Okay)
Ran up the steps I'm a top dog
Holding my crown like a full hog (Ahh)
God took his time with those pawgs (Yes, yes)
I rap on this shit like a morning job (Yes i do)
I don't need a period cause I never stop (Nah)
I see like a hawk through all this fog
Where the hell would I be without my god
Remember those days when I still prod (I do)
Nothing in comparison but our birth place (Fuck)
You treat your end goal like it some wild goose chase (Grra, grra, grra)
I move in silence hit in quiet I don't leave a trace (Banks, Banks)
I left y'all niggas in the past cause y'all can't keep the pace (Y'all some bitches)
I'm moving to quick, y'all can't keep up, y'all cannot trace my steps (Bitch made)
I'm making moves I made connects can't lie my life is blessed (It is)
Can't count my dawgs on more than two hands love them fuck the rest (What)
You crash out when you feel attacked I used you for the press (Embarrassing)
I'm cooking up don't need a stove (Nope)
In this industry I don't need a cro (What)
It be cold but a nigga ain't froze (What)
No dirty stains on my clothes (What)
My life can never be posed (Okay)
Your bestie heard she told (Okay)
With problems she a pro (Okay)
Y'all shawties don't got clones
Like me (Like me, like me, like me)
What
Credits
Writer(s): Kalvin Banks
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