Okay I look like I'm poppin', I dare you stop it, I know I'm the hottest in town
Yeah, man just look around
Who the f*ck sound like me (I don't know)
Who the f*ck look like me (I don't know man)
Who the f*ck sicker than me (I know, I know)
Nobody
Imma tell you why in a sec, hold on lemme flex
Shirt off in the bitch, Shirt off in the bitch
Break a sweat
I don't really get no sleep, I could do this all day everyday of the week
I don't pay for no studio time, mines free
So I make like 10 / 20 tracks in a week
Haters say I'm lyin', at the same time do it online
When they join my live, what's that
Thats a pussy, that's whack, I don't do none of that chat
I don't feel pressure, nah I ain't like you
Spend couple racks on the stu, on the video too
Thats sad, now you gotta drop it even though shits whack
My bad, no disrespect, don't get mad, that aint nothin but fax
They just wanna sound like this, like that, I don't want no part of that
Okay I look like I'm poppin', I dare you stop it, I know I'm the hottest in town
Yeah, man just look around
Who the f*ck sound like me (I don't know)
Who the f*ck look like me (I don't know man)
Who the f*ck sicker than me (I know, I know)
Nobody
You will never find me in the club no more, pourin' up bottles and chattin up hoes
Why, cuz they don't play my track
Askin' for a usb and askin' for a rack
DJ, are you really that broke, suck my dick, I don't need you, no
Watch me get money get busy, whole town silly when you see me on the tele
Oh I really knew that kid, no you didn't, shut the f*ck up man who are you kiddin'
Oh you know my name, Who doesn't
Make like a bee man Ima get buzzin'
10 Million dollars man that won't even cut it
Oh nah, nah nah nah
Imma need a billion on trillion, that's how I'm feelin'
Okay I look like I'm poppin', I dare you stop it, I know I'm the hottest in town
Yeah, man just look around
Who the f*ck sound like me (I don't know)
Who the f*ck look like me (I don't know man)
Who the f*ck sicker than me (I know, I know)
Nobody
Imma tell you why in a sec, hold on lemme flex
Shirt off in the bitch, Shirt off in the bitch
Break a sweat
Chhina - Shirt Off Freestyle Lyrics
Chhina - Shirt Off Freestyle Lyrics
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Okay I look like I'm poppin', I dare you stop it, I know I'm the hottest in town
Yeah, man just look around
Who the f*ck sound like me (I don't know)
Who the f*ck look like me (I don't know man)
Who the f*ck sicker than me (I know, I know)
Nobody
Imma tell you why in a sec, hold on lemme flex
Shirt off in the bitch, Shirt off in the bitch
Break a sweat
I don't really get no sleep, I could do this all day everyday of the week
I don't pay for no studio time, mines free
So I make like 10 / 20 tracks in a week
Haters say I'm lyin', at the same time do it online
When they join my live, what's that
Thats a pussy, that's whack, I don't do none of that chat
I don't feel pressure, nah I ain't like you
Spend couple racks on the stu, on the video too
Thats sad, now you gotta drop it even though shits whack
My bad, no disrespect, don't get mad, that aint nothin but fax
They just wanna sound like this, like that, I don't want no part of that
Okay I look like I'm poppin', I dare you stop it, I know I'm the hottest in town
Yeah, man just look around
Who the f*ck sound like me (I don't know)
Who the f*ck look like me (I don't know man)
Who the f*ck sicker than me (I know, I know)
Nobody
You will never find me in the club no more, pourin' up bottles and chattin up hoes
Why, cuz they don't play my track
Askin' for a usb and askin' for a rack
DJ, are you really that broke, suck my dick, I don't need you, no
Watch me get money get busy, whole town silly when you see me on the tele
Oh I really knew that kid, no you didn't, shut the f*ck up man who are you kiddin'
Oh you know my name, Who doesn't
Make like a bee man Ima get buzzin'
10 Million dollars man that won't even cut it
Oh nah, nah nah nah
Imma need a billion on trillion, that's how I'm feelin'
Okay I look like I'm poppin', I dare you stop it, I know I'm the hottest in town
Yeah, man just look around
Who the f*ck sound like me (I don't know)
Who the f*ck look like me (I don't know man)
Who the f*ck sicker than me (I know, I know)
Nobody
Imma tell you why in a sec, hold on lemme flex
Shirt off in the bitch, Shirt off in the bitch
Break a sweat
Yeah, man just look around
Who the f*ck sound like me (I don't know)
Who the f*ck look like me (I don't know man)
Who the f*ck sicker than me (I know, I know)
Nobody
Imma tell you why in a sec, hold on lemme flex
Shirt off in the bitch, Shirt off in the bitch
Break a sweat
I don't really get no sleep, I could do this all day everyday of the week
I don't pay for no studio time, mines free
So I make like 10 / 20 tracks in a week
Haters say I'm lyin', at the same time do it online
When they join my live, what's that
Thats a pussy, that's whack, I don't do none of that chat
I don't feel pressure, nah I ain't like you
Spend couple racks on the stu, on the video too
Thats sad, now you gotta drop it even though shits whack
My bad, no disrespect, don't get mad, that aint nothin but fax
They just wanna sound like this, like that, I don't want no part of that
Okay I look like I'm poppin', I dare you stop it, I know I'm the hottest in town
Yeah, man just look around
Who the f*ck sound like me (I don't know)
Who the f*ck look like me (I don't know man)
Who the f*ck sicker than me (I know, I know)
Nobody
You will never find me in the club no more, pourin' up bottles and chattin up hoes
Why, cuz they don't play my track
Askin' for a usb and askin' for a rack
DJ, are you really that broke, suck my dick, I don't need you, no
Watch me get money get busy, whole town silly when you see me on the tele
Oh I really knew that kid, no you didn't, shut the f*ck up man who are you kiddin'
Oh you know my name, Who doesn't
Make like a bee man Ima get buzzin'
10 Million dollars man that won't even cut it
Oh nah, nah nah nah
Imma need a billion on trillion, that's how I'm feelin'
Okay I look like I'm poppin', I dare you stop it, I know I'm the hottest in town
Yeah, man just look around
Who the f*ck sound like me (I don't know)
Who the f*ck look like me (I don't know man)
Who the f*ck sicker than me (I know, I know)
Nobody
Imma tell you why in a sec, hold on lemme flex
Shirt off in the bitch, Shirt off in the bitch
Break a sweat
Writer: Amar Chhina
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid