Superman is coming through
Don't really care what you're tryna do
Don't give a damn what your gonna say
If you're in my path get out the way
Flow like a bulldozer and people still dosing
Catch me on a Friday in my car straight flowing
Whether I'm hyped or my feelings are showing
The best in centennial everyone knowing
This is just the warning shot
Self produced know what I've got
Never ever loved a thot
But my lady hot like a parking lot
Yeah she bad and I stay loyal
Like OPEC to Saudi Oil
Yeah she bad and I'm boujee
Fourth off lets catch some cooties
Just turned seventeen what luck
Catch me in the movies hearing two f*cks
Yeah that's right and I'm r rated
Fully alert and I'm never faded
Catch bands don't catch hands
Make plans and make fans
Made many friends in a short span
And my shit just about to hit the fan
And when it happens I'm poppin off like smirnoff at a high school party
I'm never ever dropping off the map and just check the stats I know you're sorry
My memory works flawlessly so apologies are not accepted
I could never show my cards that'd mean my hand was not protected
So i'm always wearing gloves
People wonder where I was
While you were tryna holla cuz
I was making plans for a tour bus
Insane views so polarizing
She got a space cake with some polar icing
Cause she's so damn cold that her friendliness is real surprising
Got plans and goals that I'm steady pursuing
Got enemies that stay colluding
With skills so damn amazing
Give me two years I'll have the greats praising
Scratch that, time flex
Two words I'm next
Check the ice on my neck
If you ever doubt me for a sec
I'll be back with one more project
That's so big and meditated those who graduated had to dissect
Projections got me in the VIP sections poppin champaign
And holding stacks of cash like a candidate before a campaign
And your girl likes my super pac
I can fly that's a super fact
Check my bank got super stacks
My portfolio invested in Scooby snacks
And I got shaggy with Vilmain the mystery bus
Why do people hate? It's a mystery Russ
Pauly G - Warning Shot Lyrics
Pauly G - Warning Shot Lyrics
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Superman is coming through
Don't really care what you're tryna do
Don't give a damn what your gonna say
If you're in my path get out the way
Flow like a bulldozer and people still dosing
Catch me on a Friday in my car straight flowing
Whether I'm hyped or my feelings are showing
The best in centennial everyone knowing
This is just the warning shot
Self produced know what I've got
Never ever loved a thot
But my lady hot like a parking lot
Yeah she bad and I stay loyal
Like OPEC to Saudi Oil
Yeah she bad and I'm boujee
Fourth off lets catch some cooties
Just turned seventeen what luck
Catch me in the movies hearing two f*cks
Yeah that's right and I'm r rated
Fully alert and I'm never faded
Catch bands don't catch hands
Make plans and make fans
Made many friends in a short span
And my shit just about to hit the fan
And when it happens I'm poppin off like smirnoff at a high school party
I'm never ever dropping off the map and just check the stats I know you're sorry
My memory works flawlessly so apologies are not accepted
I could never show my cards that'd mean my hand was not protected
So i'm always wearing gloves
People wonder where I was
While you were tryna holla cuz
I was making plans for a tour bus
Insane views so polarizing
She got a space cake with some polar icing
Cause she's so damn cold that her friendliness is real surprising
Got plans and goals that I'm steady pursuing
Got enemies that stay colluding
With skills so damn amazing
Give me two years I'll have the greats praising
Scratch that, time flex
Two words I'm next
Check the ice on my neck
If you ever doubt me for a sec
I'll be back with one more project
That's so big and meditated those who graduated had to dissect
Projections got me in the VIP sections poppin champaign
And holding stacks of cash like a candidate before a campaign
And your girl likes my super pac
I can fly that's a super fact
Check my bank got super stacks
My portfolio invested in Scooby snacks
And I got shaggy with Vilmain the mystery bus
Why do people hate? It's a mystery Russ
Don't really care what you're tryna do
Don't give a damn what your gonna say
If you're in my path get out the way
Flow like a bulldozer and people still dosing
Catch me on a Friday in my car straight flowing
Whether I'm hyped or my feelings are showing
The best in centennial everyone knowing
This is just the warning shot
Self produced know what I've got
Never ever loved a thot
But my lady hot like a parking lot
Yeah she bad and I stay loyal
Like OPEC to Saudi Oil
Yeah she bad and I'm boujee
Fourth off lets catch some cooties
Just turned seventeen what luck
Catch me in the movies hearing two f*cks
Yeah that's right and I'm r rated
Fully alert and I'm never faded
Catch bands don't catch hands
Make plans and make fans
Made many friends in a short span
And my shit just about to hit the fan
And when it happens I'm poppin off like smirnoff at a high school party
I'm never ever dropping off the map and just check the stats I know you're sorry
My memory works flawlessly so apologies are not accepted
I could never show my cards that'd mean my hand was not protected
So i'm always wearing gloves
People wonder where I was
While you were tryna holla cuz
I was making plans for a tour bus
Insane views so polarizing
She got a space cake with some polar icing
Cause she's so damn cold that her friendliness is real surprising
Got plans and goals that I'm steady pursuing
Got enemies that stay colluding
With skills so damn amazing
Give me two years I'll have the greats praising
Scratch that, time flex
Two words I'm next
Check the ice on my neck
If you ever doubt me for a sec
I'll be back with one more project
That's so big and meditated those who graduated had to dissect
Projections got me in the VIP sections poppin champaign
And holding stacks of cash like a candidate before a campaign
And your girl likes my super pac
I can fly that's a super fact
Check my bank got super stacks
My portfolio invested in Scooby snacks
And I got shaggy with Vilmain the mystery bus
Why do people hate? It's a mystery Russ
Writer: Paul Gordon
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