If you love music, put your hands up
We've been running to that bag, gotta get the bands up
See, I've been running to that bag till I can't stand up
And brodie hot when he got mag, can't keep the FN tucked
Not gone lie I geek a lot and I lose control
I'm falling man I used my soul
Man, I'm fly just like an eagle, but this ain't no hole-in-one
Sometimes I get in my feelings, forget, I'm the chosen one
Sometimes I think to myself that I could ball like Stojaković
But I can't coach you game, it got me feeling like I'm Popovich
I'm balling like it's Spurs, she said she wanna get on top of it
I got her going crazy, she said she about to pop a
That's her sound, the whip go vroom
Got her tweaking and itching like she do shrooms
Always floating the beat like my name Dr. Doom
If I die, put a million right next to my tomb
I'm lit, I'm hot, you mad cause you tryna be something you not
I'm floating this whip up and dropping the top
I'm a Rockstar legend
If you love music, put your hands up
We've been running to that bag, gotta get the bands up
See, I've been running to that bag till I can't stand up
And brodie hot when he got mag, can't keep the FN tucked
Not gone lie, I geek a lot and I lose control
I'm falling man I used my soul
Man, I'm fly just like an eagle, but this ain't no hole-in-one
Sometimes I get in my feelings, forget I'm the chosen one