作词 : Darold D. Brown Ferguson, Jr./Oscar Hammerstein II/Sigmund Romberg

作曲 : Tyler Marenyi

I feel like imma giant but I’m 5’8”

I feel more defiant when y’all hate

Y’all the only ****** running in the car race

Serve a ***** with the butter like Parkay

Rap ****** all soft so strange

I’m a little bit of Pac, bit of Kanye

You a little bit of Fox and Beyonce

Any beef come to me get sautéed

You’re the fake ones running with the hard face

Bet that pump to your tongue make your heart race

And I hope you take it all the wrong way

Leave you slumped by the bum at that bar place

This red light put your ass in a dark place

You a trill ***** get your ************* hands up

You a real ***** get your ************* hands up

You a real ***** get your ************* bands up

You a real ***** get your ************* hands up

Celebration, coronation, no debating, crown me king I’m tired of waiting

People’s champ I gotta face it

You disgracing, people sense it that you faking

I’m the lord I might go Satan with the flow and take him out, annihilate him

No mistaking, new sensation, Hood Pope pulling up to rule the nation

And I came a long way from a stash house

Now I switch spots like a dalmatian

Little kid paid by the crack house

And I got my moms out when my ass made it

Gotta understand when I black out

I don’t give a **** ‘bout a wack hater

I don’t give a **** ‘bout a rap favor

Need to bow to the Lord, say all your prayers

You a trill ***** get your ************* hands up

You a real ***** get your ************* hands up

You a real ***** get your ************* bands up

You a real ***** get your ************* hands u