Alpha Omega
Lex Luger
Yeah, yeah
I'm the alpha and the omega, the star player
You're a liar, big capper, a pump faker
Seen you around, but you never involved, a spectator
Can't you see the Spirit of Ecstasy? This ain't a Bentayga (huh?)
Nah, how we livin'? I'm never quittin' (woo)
V 'Bach whippin', Rollie ain't tickin'
818 sippin', sauce spillin'
See different colors when the shrooms kick in, born sinnin'
See who's your brother when they start talking prison
Big Smoke, I don't fight, my diamonds hittin'
Came with a chopper, he ain't a DJ, but my guy's spinnin'
Are you dizzy? He ain't got no ID, he's got bine with him
If I told my brother that it's 4L, that means I'm riding with him
I just turned an L into a lesson, that's another win
Keep the balance, yeah, that's how you keep the money comin' in
I checked my balance, and it looked like a bag of onion rings
Check the cameras, better be Lionel Messi if you're running in (greaze)
Gotta protect my energy 'cause I'm really him
Hyperactive, self-medicating soon as I leave the gym
When you take me for a nice guy, then you meet my evil twin
Too many times I've seen 'em jump in the deep end, and they can't even swim (yo, yeah)
Hotter than a oven, grabba crushed in so my spliff bussin'
Slick talking, gotta hide the smoke when the kids walk in
Six figures, now I gotta bank with Coutts, I'm big bossing (rich)
No, I ain't from Milwaukee, but I'm a mill' walking
Lex Luger (greaze) on the beat (bow), this shit's knocking
Bad bit', told me that she don't twerk, now she's TikTokin' (how?)
I see the back from the front like she's criss-crossin' (sex)
Needed a ride, said I can't get her the keys, now we're lip-lockin'
Mains first, and we got matchin' watches if you're wrist watchin' (tick-tock)
Anytime you see my name, know that's a hit droppin' (hit drop)
And the streets ain't like F1, there ain't no pit stoppin' (woo)
Pulled up to the venue, jumped in the stage and I got that shit rockin'
I just turned an L into a lesson, that's another win
Keep the balance, yeah, that's how you keep the money comin' in
I checked my balance, and it looked like a bag of onion rings
Check the cameras, better be Lionel Messi if you're running in (greaze)
Gotta protect my energy 'cause I'm really him
Hyperactive, self-medicating soon as I leave the gym
When you take me for a nice guy, then you meet my evil twin
Too many times I've seen 'em jump in the deep end, and they can't even swim
Hah, hah, hah
Yeah, yeah
I'm the alpha and the omega, the star player
You're a liar, big capper, a pump faker
Seen you around, but you never involved, a spectator
Can't you see the Spirit of Ecstasy? This ain't a Bentayga (huh?)
Nah, how we livin'? I'm never quittin' (woo)
V 'Bach whippin', Rollie ain't tickin'
818 sippin', sauce spillin'
See different colors when the shrooms kick in, born sinnin'
See who's your brother when they start talking prison
Big Smoke, I don't fight, my diamonds hittin'
Came with a chopper, he ain't a DJ, but my guy's spinnin'
Are you dizzy? He ain't got no ID, he's got bine with him
If I told my brother that it's 4L, that means I'm riding with him
I just turned an L into a lesson, that's another win
Keep the balance, yeah, that's how you keep the money comin' in
I checked my balance, and it looked like a bag of onion rings
Check the cameras, better be Lionel Messi if you're running in (greaze)
Gotta protect my energy 'cause I'm really him
Hyperactive, self-medicating soon as I leave the gym
When you take me for a nice guy, then you meet my evil twin
Too many times I've seen 'em jump in the deep end, and they can't even swim (yo, yeah)
Hotter than a oven, grabba crushed in so my spliff bussin'
Slick talking, gotta hide the smoke when the kids walk in
Six figures, now I gotta bank with Coutts, I'm big bossing (rich)
No, I ain't from Milwaukee, but I'm a mill' walking
Lex Luger (greaze) on the beat (bow), this shit's knocking
Bad bit', told me that she don't twerk, now she's TikTokin' (how?)
I see the back from the front like she's criss-crossin' (sex)
Needed a ride, said I can't get her the keys, now we're lip-lockin'
Mains first, and we got matchin' watches if you're wrist watchin' (tick-tock)
Anytime you see my name, know that's a hit droppin' (hit drop)
And the streets ain't like F1, there ain't no pit stoppin' (woo)
Pulled up to the venue, jumped in the stage and I got that shit rockin'
I just turned an L into a lesson, that's another win
Keep the balance, yeah, that's how you keep the money comin' in
I checked my balance, and it looked like a bag of onion rings
Check the cameras, better be Lionel Messi if you're running in (greaze)
Gotta protect my energy 'cause I'm really him
Hyperactive, self-medicating soon as I leave the gym
When you take me for a nice guy, then you meet my evil twin
Too many times I've seen 'em jump in the deep end, and they can't even swim
Hah, hah, hah
Credits
Writer(s): Lexus Lewis, Joseph Adenuga
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