Woah, hop on the track like working with Deadline Shining my neckline flash like woah Pull up the gang yeah, on top the gang man We're not the same man same man Woah, back up and catch up Drinkin' the lines, got haters don't match up Match up woah, livin' in the shadow We goin' on mad flow, this here with the camel Camel flashback, snap back I am the fact, spend money on Mac Be an ass back that backpack Racks on the track yeah, the plane make that Plane make that yeah, they got all the girls Bring in the best that they got for the world Being different and I'm breaking the law I'm a champ, we shot the mickey, got the score On the road yeah, I'm making a move All the fools gone back to the zoo Bad bitch, bad guys in the pool My level, yeah over you, yeah ooh Jumping through my key, going lit With all the heat and I'm making a hit Don't be killing it I'ma keep on dropping like a beast Man ain't going up but I hesitate Searching for my invite in a crazy day Fans on the beat with the ADK Haters at the base of my own race Girl I wanna say Looking younger than my birth Handsome getting on the floor Baggage in with the shirt Haters say give them a spurt Woah, hop on the track like working with deadlines Shouting with neckline flush like woah Pull up the gang yeah, on top the game And when others aim and see me Woah, back up and catch up Drinking the last cup, haters don't match up Match up woah, living in the shadow Bring on the mad flow, this over the camel Camel, flashback, snapback I am the facts, spend money on Mac Be an ass back that backpack Racks on the track yeah, the plane make that Plane make that yeah, they got all the girls Bring in the best that they got for the world Being different and I'm breaking the law My jam, my shot, the mic keep on the score Louis, ayy, I'm on the balcony Give me the medicine to stop the gun Gang or not? Haters are looking at me like they want to go to the river Hey, your father is the king, call me the queen If you don't like it, let your father come down I see you are gay, I don't care Body suit, let me show you how to get home Our team is a little bit crazy If we want to go to the New Year's Eve We will be successful not far away We don't have money, so we don't wear slippers We play with the money We make the music, we rest for a month This song is made by my brothers I'm just a rapper, I don't know how to rap Woah, hop on the track like walking with the light Shining with neck like flashlight Woah, pull up the gang, yeah, I'm top the game And when others hate me, it's same with me Woah, back up and catch up Drinking the last cup, haters don't match up Match up, woah, living in the shadow Bring on the mad flow, this is with the camel Camel, flashback, snap back I am the facts, spend money on mad Yeah, I'm smack that backpack Racks on the track, yeah, I play like that Play like that, yeah, they got all the girls Bring in the best that they got for the world Being different and I'm breaking the law My jam, my shot, the mic keep on the score