(Pew, pew-pew)
First-person shooter mode, we turnin' your song to a funeral
To them niggas that say they wan' off us, you better be talkin' 'bout workin' in cubicles
Yeah, them boys had it locked, but I knew the code
Sanderlei Silveira ® - 2023-10-08T21:21-03:00 - US X
(Pew, pew-pew)
First-person shooter mode, we turnin' your song to a funeral
To them niggas that say they wan' off us, you better be talkin' 'bout workin' in cubicles
Yeah, them boys had it locked, but I knew the code
Lot of niggas debatin' my numeral
Not the three, not the two, I'm the U-N-O
Yeah
Numero U-N-O
Me and Drizzy, this shit like the Super Bowl
Man, this shit damn near big as the
[Verse 1: Drake]
Big as the what? Big as the what? Big as the what?
Big as the Super Bowl
But the difference is it's just two guys playin' shit that they did in the studio
Niggas usually send they verses back to me and they be terrible, just like a two-year-old
I love a dinner with some fine women when they start debatin' about who the G.O.A.T.
I'm like go on 'head, say it then, who the G.O.A.T.?
Who the G.O.A.T.? Who the G.O.A.T.? Who the G.O.A.T.?
Who you bitches really rootin' for?
Like a kid that act bad from January to November, nigga, it's just you and Cole
Big as the what? Big as the what? Big as the what? (Ayy)
Big as the Super Bowl
[Verse 2: J. Cole]
Niggas so thirsty to put me in beef
Dissectin' my words and start lookin' too deep
I look at the tweets and start suckin' my teeth
I'm lettin' it rock 'cause I love the mystique
I still wanna get me a song with YB
Can't trust everything that you saw on IG
Just know if I diss you, I'd make sure you know that I hit you like I'm on your caller ID
I'm namin' the album The Fall Off, it's pretty ironic 'cause it ain't no fall off for me
Still in this bitch gettin' bigger, they waitin' on the kid to come drop like a father to be
Love when they argue the hardest MC
Is it K-Dot? Is it Aubrey? Or me?
We the big three like we started a league, but right now, I feel like Muhammad Ali
Huh, yeah, yeah, huh-huh, yeah, Muhammad Ali
The one that they call when they shit ain't connectin' no more, feel like I got a job in IT
Rhymin' with me is the biggest mistake
The Spider-Man meme is me lookin' at Drake
It's like we recruited your homies to be demon deacons, we got 'em attending your wake
Hate how the game got away from the bars, man, this shit like a prison escape
Everybody steppers, well, fuck it, then everybody breakfast and I'm 'bout to clear up my plate (Huh, huh, huh)
When I show up, it's motion picture blockbuster
The G.O.A.T. with the golden pen, the top toucher
The spot rusher, sprayed his whole shit up, the crop duster
Not Russia, but apply pressure
To your cranium, Cole's automatic when aimin' 'em
With The Boy in the status, a stadium
Nigga
[Part II]
[Intro: Drake]
Ayy, I'm 'bout to, I'm bout to
I'm 'bout to, yeah
Yeah
[Verse: Drake]
I'm 'bout to click out on this shit
I'm 'bout to click, woah
I'm 'bout to click out on this shit
I'm 'bout to click, woah
I'm down to click out you hoes and make a crime scene
I click the trigger on the stick like a high beam
Man, I was Bentley wheel whippin' when I was nineteen
She call my number, leave her hangin', she got dry-cleaned
She got a Android, her messages is lime green
I search one name, and end up seein' twenty tings
Nadine, Christine, Justine, Kathleen, Charlene, Pauline, Claudine
Man, I pack 'em in this phone like some sardines
And they send me naked pictures, it's the small things
You niggas still takin' pictures on a Gulfstream
My youngins richer than you rappers and they all stream
I really hate that you been sellin' them some false dreams
Man, if your pub was up for sale, I buy the whole thing
Will they ever give me flowers? Well, of course not
They don't wanna have that talk, 'cause it's a sore spot
They know The Boy, the one they gotta boycott
I told Jimmy Jam I use a GRAMMY as a door stop
Girl gave me some head because I need it
And if I fuck with you, then after I might eat it, what?
Niggas talkin' 'bout when this gon' be repeated
What the fuck, bro? I'm one away from Michael
Nigga, beat it, nigga, beat it, what?
[Outro: Drake]
Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what?
Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what?
Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what?
Don't even pay me back on none them favors, I don't need it
(Pew, pew-pew)
Režim pucača prvog osoblja, okrećemo vašu pjesmu na sahranu
Njima koje govore da su oni koji su želeli, bolje da razgovarate "koji rade u kabinama
Da, momci su ga zaključali, ali sam znao kod
Mnogo crnjaka debati moju brojku
Ne tri, a ne dva, ja sam u-n-o
Da
Numero u-n-o
Ja i drizzy, ovo sranje poput super posude
Čoveče, ovo sranje prokleto blizu velikog kao
[Verse 1: Drake]
Veliki kao šta? Veliki kao šta? Veliki kao šta?
Velika kao super zdjela
Ali razlika je samo dva momka koja igraju sranje koje su učinili u studiju
Crnja obično šalju da su mi se vratili i oni su užasni, baš kao dvogodišnjakinja
Volim večeru s nekim finim ženama kada počnu da se debati o tome ko je the the g.o.a.t.
Ja volim da idem na glavu, onda to kažem, ko je G.o.a.t.?
Ko the g.o.a.t.? Ko the g.o.a.t.? Ko the g.o.a.t.?
Za koga kučke stvarno korijen?
Kao dijete koje djeluje loše od januara do novembra, crnja, to je samo vi i Cole
Veliki kao šta? Veliki kao šta? Veliki kao šta? (Ayy)
Velika kao super zdjela
[Verse 2: J. Cole]
Crnja tako žeđ da me stavi u govedinu
Rascjekavanja mojih riječi i počnemo gledati previše duboko
Gledam tweetove i počnem sisati zube
Lettim je "rock" jer volim mistiku
I dalje želim da mi donesem pjesmu s yb-om
Ne mogu vjerovati svemu što ste vidjeli na IG-u
Samo znam da li bih te osetio, pobrinuo bih se da znaš da te udarim kao da sam na vašem ID-u pozivatelja
Naziv mi je album padne, prilično je ironično jer nije palo za mene
Još uvijek u ovoj kučkoj postaje veće, čekaju djetetu da dođu kap kao otac
Ljubav kad sva najteži MC raspravljaju
Je li to k-tačka? Je li to Aubrey? Ili ja?
Mi smo velike tri kao što smo započeli ligu, ali trenutno se osjećam kao Muhammad Ali
Huh, da, da, huh-huh, da, Muhammed Ali
Onaj koji nazivaju kad sranje ne povezuju više, ne osjećam se kao da imam posao u njemu
Rhymin sa mnom je najveća greška
Spider-man meme me gledam u Drakeu
Kao da smo regrutovali vaše domaćice da budu demonski đakoni, pohađamo ih
Mrzim kako se igra pobegne od barova, čoveče, ovo sranje poput zatvora
Svi stekli, dobro, jebi se, a zatim svi doručak i ja sam da očistim svoj tanjur (Huh, Huh, Huh)
Kad se pojavim, to je blockbuster za film
The g.o.a.t. Sa zlatnom olovkom, gornjim dodirom
Spot rusher, prskao je cijelo svoje sranje, gustera usjeva
A ne Rusija, ali nanesite pritisak
U vaš kranijum, Coleov automatski kada ih cisira
Sa dječakom u statusu, stadion
Nigga
[Dio II]
[INTRO: Drake]
Ayy, ja sam "kojim sam"
Da, da, da
Da
[Verse: Drake]
Ja ću kliknuti na ovo sranje
Ja ću kliknuti, Woah
Ja ću kliknuti na ovo sranje
Ja ću kliknuti, Woah
Spuštam se da kliknem ti motike i napravite mesto zločina
Kliknem o okidaču na štapu poput visoke grede
Čovječe, bio sam kotač Bentleyja, kad sam bio devetnaest
Ona zove moj broj, ostavi njen viseći, ona se očistila
Dobila je Android, njene poruke je zelena lipe
Pretražim jedno ime, a na kraju vidim dvadeset roda
Nadine, Christine, Justine, Kathleen, Charlene, Pauline, Claudine
Čovječe, spakiram ih na ovom telefonu poput nekih sardina
I šalju mi gole slike, to su male stvari
Vi crnjaci još uvijek uzimaju slike na gulfstreamu
Moji mladići bogatiji od vas repera i svi su potok
Stvarno mrzim da im prodajete neke lažne snove
Čovječe, ako je vaš pub bio na prodaju, kupujem cijelu stvar
Hoće li mi ikada davati cvijeće? Pa, naravno da ne
Ne žele da razgovaraju, jer je to upaljeno mjesto
Oni znaju dječaka, ona koji moraju bojkotirati
Rekao sam Jimmyju džemu, koristim grammy kao zaustavljanje vrata
Djevojka mi je dala glavu jer mi treba
A ako se jebem s tobom, nakon što bih ga mogao pojesti, šta?
Crnjače koji razgovaraju o tome kada se ovaj gon ponavlja
Šta jebote, brate? Ja sam jedan udaljen od Michaela
Crnja, pobijedi, crnjo, pobijedi, šta?
[Outro: Drake]
Pobijedite, šta? Pobijedite, šta? Pobijedite, šta? Pobijedite, šta?
Pobijedite, šta? Pobijedite, šta? Pobijedite, šta? Pobijedite, šta?
Pobijedite, šta? Pobijedite, šta? Pobijedite, šta? Pobijedite, šta?
Nemoj mi ni vratiti ni na koga nemaju favoriti, ne treba mi