Champ Freestyle lyrics

by

Joey Trap


[Intro]
Young Rich Squad
Akachi, he on the beat, it's a murder
Ahaha, yeah
The champ is here
I'm the motherf*ckin'-, yeah
I'm the motherf*ckin' champ 'round here

[Verse 1]
I'm the motherf*ckin' champ 'round here
Diamonds VVS, watch damp 'round here
I don't mean to stress, I'm the man 'round here
Makin' rubberbands with my fam out here
Got a plan out here, talkin'
Talkin' 10 bedrooms, 8 baths, with a pool house
Lot of n*ggas snitchin', you a full mouse
Hit the Rolls Royce with the tool out
We do not ask where you from
Always keep a .40 with a drum
I could f*ck your shorty, make her c*m
Good top, blowin' bubbles, like gum
Bro, you n*ggas is some pussies, like Mufasa, lyin' (Lion)
My new drops is fire
I ain't even tryin'
Do this 'til I'm dyin'
New jet I be flyin'
Yo deal with your problems, lil' n*gga, stop cryin'
Hop on the beat and start beatin' it up
Hop on the plane, said we need to meet up
Fly out your b*tch, I ain't even gon' f*ck, n*gga
I got your shorty, she eatin' me up
Funny thing, that's your girl, she text me first
Now she's finna eat this di*k, desert
If you really want her back, cc me first
You gon' get a big chop and a cool t-shirt
[Interlude]
Haha, talk about it
I'm the champ, n*ggas talk about it
I'm the champ
CHAMP
Yeah, the champ is here
Yeah (Akachi in this mother f*cker)
(Champ!)

[Verse 2]
I'm the greatest, can never be touched
When I hop on the beat, it's my lunch
Purple 'ghini, I smoke purple punch
Or the gushers, or runtz
Damn, are you f*ck n*ggas not entertained?
Would you rather me still flippin' 'caine?
On the block with no worth to my name?
Champ, yeah
I'm the champion, always gon' rise
I'm the man, man, these n*ggas some lies
Got the diamonds to match that b*tch eyes
Uh, she fine
Yeah

[Outro]
Know the vibes, man
Just let that sh*t play out, n*gga
I'm the motherf*ckin' champ
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