Champion (feat. MESSIAH!)
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Official Lyrics
Champion (feat. MESSIAH!)
Search East, West, North,
But the champ right here!
Down south,
Left the bout,
With a landslide win;
And my spare time spent,
With an airtight spliff,
Lookin’ for an opp head,
I can pair wine with;
And my karats solid,
We on Barry bond hit time,
Better stop it!
This that,
Rare gear you gotta stand in line to get;
Stop joking,
Shop open,
Like a pair of eyelids;
Like a maritime dive,
How I’m wearing my fit;
Like I’m staring down god,
In the mirror, my twin!
And I carry Carolina everywhere that I been,
Lil baby, I’m him!
Mon cheri,
Put a machete tat,
On her lil neck,
‘Cause I done put her in beheading class;
Told her when she done,
To bring ‘em to me,
In her Telly bag;
Reeling in the heavy bass,
Inhale medic gas,
I just told the 12 I’m on a no swine,
Forever fast;
On they ass!
Bet ya ass!
She asked about my zodiac,
and it was bagged;
Royal flush,
Winning hand;
Call his bluff,
Then his mans,
Tell him we done did him,
He won’t make it to the dinner plans;
Belaire out the ceiling with the middle man’s
dividends;
Name stay in demand,
Face hot, sizzling;
You hate, hot, and bitter, damn;
Here we go with this again,
Peter Pan,
Neverland pack,
In the law face;
Pedal to the concrete,
Tell me how the sod taste!
Crime pay,
Prime time spotlight rate;
But it ain’t no take two,
Rob Base outta date;
So don’t let it make you,
Every play got its stakes;
Same way,
Every grave got a name in this game;
That’s why we take aim,
Bring it straight two the plate;
Home run,
Got it baked,
And deveined before we ate;
Saying grace over apes,
It’s the heavyweight titleholder;
The type to make these niggas grind they molars,
I done told you!
They say MESSIAH!
Like it’s ayatollah;
The diamond cuts,
On my collar,
Is icy polar;
I might be bias but I don’t think niggas by us though,
You goin glock to toe,
With a frontline Charlotte soldier!
Produced by JayOhAye
Written by MESSIAH!
Engineered by MESSIAH!
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