[Théo GOUDE]
All them motherfuckers wanna see like me
All them motherfuckers wish to be like me
All tryna make me drink drink that lean
All tryna gimme that drink drink drink
There, there, there, no, no, no, keep that for your bro, bro, bro
I don't need none of that shit on my floor, floor, floor
Gotta take your hand, climb on cloud 9
Sip on that purple, smoke on that purple, nah I'm fine, fine, fine
"You no cool man, you's a loser, you's a zero"
I'm good just where I am, you should look in the mirror
Ya get them Moschino, but you look like a mosquito
I could weigh you in pounds to cover the kilos
Y'all so bitter you treat me just like I was Ebro
Generation Z, but just like KRS
Hip Hop raised me, just like DJ Semtex
[Théo GOUDE]
And today, I do not, wanna see your face
(No, no, no)
(No, no, no)
(No, no, no)
In two days, I do not, wanna see your face
(Yah, yah, yah, yah) (yah-yah-)
And today, I do not, wanna see your face
(No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no ,no)
(Wooh, wooh, wooh, wooh)
In two days, I do not, wanna see your face
(Yih, yih, yih)
(Yah, yah, yah)
[Théo GOUDE]
Cop that Bape, got that Supreme
Got that Gucci, got that money
Got my Iphone, got my Insta
Got my clothes on, got a picture I’m a star
Goddamn I’m a star, I’m a God
But what’s a God to a non-believer? Please, please, please I need the answer
(Please, please, please, please)
You’s a pretty faker, you’s a pretty dancer
At least you a dreamer, a good looking misdemeanor
I could almost watch the fuckery and believe ya, sitting on the roof of your fathers’ beamer
Money, spend it all, you’s a keeper (cash)
For a night in a club, with a Lindsay Loner
You take too much space, get up out my face
Extremely plain taste, spreading a disease of paintless paste
(Various ad-libs)
[Théo GOUDE]
And today, I do not, wanna see your face
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
(No, no, no)
(No, no, no)
(Yah, yah, yah, ey)
In two days, I do not, wanna see your face
(Yih, yih, yih)
(ey, ey, ey)
And today, I do not, wanna see your face
(Don’t wanna see your face, don’t wanna see your face)
In two days, I do not, wanna see your face
(Get up out my face, get up out my face, get up out my face, get up out my face!)
[ Théo GOUDE]
Ooh, ooh, look at me
Got my ice, got my ice
Got my lean, got my lean
And supreme, I’m a king
But what’s a king to a god?
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