Pick up the ball and run with it
All of my niggas is pushing the limit
We serving love like a scrub playing tennis
Ain't got the image
Cause rap is a gimmick
And They don't feel it
Unless it come with some bitches
They don't feel it
Unless it end in a killing
Still it's no stressing
I been catching blessings
And been dodging cappers
Them Milli-Vilinis
My bass is silly; it slap hard
Everybody acting like they trap hard
Flipping birds from a cage that's a trap card
Little nigga you ain't living all yo rap bars
Like Pull up
Let's see yo resume
Bet you gone hesitate
Bet you relying on yo Brodie to delegate
We ain't vibing
Me and Gavi
We don't see nobody (Hey)
Mannn
All ya'll niggas quit trying
Keep it real ya'll niggas be lying
Step in like
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Pockets on great
Blowing on purple and sipping on grape
I spit the real so the real gone relate
Roll up a seventh and pour up an eighth
Nine of my niggas, got ten on the way
We all want the smoke, break it down on the plate
Keep it real like mannn
I'ont believe you
Everything you do so counterfeit nigga like its see-through
Send them on the paper route
Then I tell 'em bring it right back like a redo
Big ice feeling like an igloo
I'm going in, cover me just like a sheep do
I acknowledge everything that she do
This a different type of movement like Me-Too
This a different type of movie, get a preview
So good that it make you want to keep two (Okay)
We just tryna win
O-O-Okay
Back to back getting it in
I-I-I got ice in my veins
I got gas in my cup
Had the opps in the way
But them boys wasn't us
Mannn
It feels so good being a champion
Pop that cork and fill that cup damn I'm a champion
It feels so good being a champion
Pop that cork and fill that cup man I'm a champion
Mannn
It feels so good being a champion
Pop that cork and fill that cup man I'm a champion
Mann
It feels so good being a champion
Pop that cork and fill that cup damn I'm a champion
Champion
Man I'm a champion
It feels so good being a champion
Fill that cup man I'm a champion
Champions Video (MV)
Performed By: Son of Mil
Language: English
Length: 2:42
Written by: Derrik Ward, Gabriel Draper, Quinten Draper
Son of Mil - Champions Lyrics
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Pick up the ball and run with it
All of my niggas is pushing the limit
We serving love like a scrub playing tennis
Ain't got the image
Cause rap is a gimmick
And They don't feel it
Unless it come with some bitches
They don't feel it
Unless it end in a killing
Still it's no stressing
I been catching blessings
And been dodging cappers
Them Milli-Vilinis
My bass is silly; it slap hard
Everybody acting like they trap hard
Flipping birds from a cage that's a trap card
Little nigga you ain't living all yo rap bars
Like Pull up
Let's see yo resume
Bet you gone hesitate
Bet you relying on yo Brodie to delegate
We ain't vibing
Me and Gavi
We don't see nobody (Hey)
Mannn
All ya'll niggas quit trying
Keep it real ya'll niggas be lying
Step in like
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Pockets on great
Blowing on purple and sipping on grape
I spit the real so the real gone relate
Roll up a seventh and pour up an eighth
Nine of my niggas, got ten on the way
We all want the smoke, break it down on the plate
Keep it real like mannn
I'ont believe you
Everything you do so counterfeit nigga like its see-through
Send them on the paper route
Then I tell 'em bring it right back like a redo
Big ice feeling like an igloo
I'm going in, cover me just like a sheep do
I acknowledge everything that she do
This a different type of movement like Me-Too
This a different type of movie, get a preview
So good that it make you want to keep two (Okay)
We just tryna win
O-O-Okay
Back to back getting it in
I-I-I got ice in my veins
I got gas in my cup
Had the opps in the way
But them boys wasn't us
Mannn
It feels so good being a champion
Pop that cork and fill that cup damn I'm a champion
It feels so good being a champion
Pop that cork and fill that cup man I'm a champion
Mannn
It feels so good being a champion
Pop that cork and fill that cup man I'm a champion
Mann
It feels so good being a champion
Pop that cork and fill that cup damn I'm a champion
Champion
Man I'm a champion
It feels so good being a champion
Fill that cup man I'm a champion
All of my niggas is pushing the limit
We serving love like a scrub playing tennis
Ain't got the image
Cause rap is a gimmick
And They don't feel it
Unless it come with some bitches
They don't feel it
Unless it end in a killing
Still it's no stressing
I been catching blessings
And been dodging cappers
Them Milli-Vilinis
My bass is silly; it slap hard
Everybody acting like they trap hard
Flipping birds from a cage that's a trap card
Little nigga you ain't living all yo rap bars
Like Pull up
Let's see yo resume
Bet you gone hesitate
Bet you relying on yo Brodie to delegate
We ain't vibing
Me and Gavi
We don't see nobody (Hey)
Mannn
All ya'll niggas quit trying
Keep it real ya'll niggas be lying
Step in like
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Pockets on great
Blowing on purple and sipping on grape
I spit the real so the real gone relate
Roll up a seventh and pour up an eighth
Nine of my niggas, got ten on the way
We all want the smoke, break it down on the plate
Keep it real like mannn
I'ont believe you
Everything you do so counterfeit nigga like its see-through
Send them on the paper route
Then I tell 'em bring it right back like a redo
Big ice feeling like an igloo
I'm going in, cover me just like a sheep do
I acknowledge everything that she do
This a different type of movement like Me-Too
This a different type of movie, get a preview
So good that it make you want to keep two (Okay)
We just tryna win
O-O-Okay
Back to back getting it in
I-I-I got ice in my veins
I got gas in my cup
Had the opps in the way
But them boys wasn't us
Mannn
It feels so good being a champion
Pop that cork and fill that cup damn I'm a champion
It feels so good being a champion
Pop that cork and fill that cup man I'm a champion
Mannn
It feels so good being a champion
Pop that cork and fill that cup man I'm a champion
Mann
It feels so good being a champion
Pop that cork and fill that cup damn I'm a champion
Champion
Man I'm a champion
It feels so good being a champion
Fill that cup man I'm a champion
Writer: Derrik Ward, Gabriel Draper, Quinten Draper
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid