K-pop Lyrics

This is what you all been
waitin' for ain't it
What people paid paper for dammit
This that goin' to the gun range
with the click-clack-pow aiming
That boy from PG but D C
still claim him
And I ain't gotta act
like I'm from there I'm real
Some rappers magicians
they trick you they Copperfield
Act tough as a gold medal
you link 'em they daffodil
Meanwhile I'm just runnin'
back kick returns on the field
Where the Redskins be losin'
but we gon' support 'em still
That's how you know
where our loyalty at
So place a bet against me
where your royalties at
I bet I leave your ass streamed
of your 14 percent
Then fuck on your bitch
my dick named Mutombo I'm lit
I rub on her clit she drip
then I cum on her tits
How common is this to spit
like a fuckin' attempt
I'm murderin' shit I flip
then I leave your ass flipped
I flip the script then skip
to your fuckin' event
I take the check and dip
moments later it's spent
You take the check and shit
it's enough for your 'rents
So how the fuck you telling me
that I ain't good enough prick
Ahhh I think that I'm top ten
top five
Top three top two top one
and I'm still not done
Trump supporters'
daughters love me
so I still think we won
She on her knees
for that black thing
no Kaepernick
I copped the neck
Yo yo yo Badmon Uhh
Here's what you been
waitin' for ain't it
It's a portrait if you can
see the picture paint it
I ain't got to explain it
this lane I done paved it right
I done paid my dues
now I'm just collectin'
payments collect
One verse that's gon'
be your whole life savings
If I was you I'd be makin'
funeral arrangements true
These bars I could leave your
mind in enslavement what else
Hit you with the bar
that I'm raisin'
I come in gun blazin' facts
We gon' see
who get the last laugh hah
It's funny 'cause these niggas
always trippin' off the past hah
Think this shit a joke
until somebody get smoked
Choked off the very words
that they spoke
Listen here though
it's gettin' near close
'Bout to blow your brains
through your fuckin' earlobes
This one the kid been gon'
for a while they missed him
Patient with the shot
when we blast off
won't miss him
Somebody gon' die tonight
Rappers see me but don't say
shit like they don't have vocals
And they be dissin'
on the socials
like they don't have Pro-Tools
They big you up
until you're big enough
I guess the love was never real
as if I really give a fuck
I'm already eight figures up
Y'all are in the minors still
I'm Willie Mays
Y'all still jumpin' out
of bed for 50K
I roll back over and continue
fuckin' all y'all's favorite
I'm the greatest
I'm not stoppin'
until all y'all say it
I'm courtside closin'
multi-million dollar deals
Then we celebrate it
eat Italian
thousand dollar meals
I'm in Lake Como
you stay in NoHo
the hate is promo
I play solo women take photos
ride me like they play Polo
My crew solid new problems
my day ones deserve
two commas
A few dollars moves nada
we still act the same
you not a
Part of the formula
that put me here
so fuck you
When the second album drops
watch who they all run to
Haha