Rumble lyrics

[Intro: Joey Bada$$]
(It's Brooklyn)
Keep it tall
Y'all n*ggas ain't f*ckin' with Badass, man
(Got the beat by Powers and we just made a banger)

[Chorus: Joey Bada$$]
Move out my way, before this get violent!
(Move, move, move)
Get the f*ck out my face, you don't want these problems!
(Move, move, move)

[Verse 1: Joey Bada$$]
Uh, yeah, this that
Twenty-four left on that shot clock
Clutchin' on my five-five
Aim that sh*t right your top five
Shooting my shot, I won't miss
I'm on his matha
Click-clack
Me and your b*tch
We stay connected like Wi-Fi
I never lie on my di*k
She ain't a stripper but she want me leavin' a tip
Did you get that?
Don't let it go over your head, this ain't Sci-Fi
I got the game in a Hurricanrana
Walk out the booth and it look like a sauna
Whoo-oooh
They seen me on TV so they know that I'm with the drama
We ain't got nothin' in common
You kill 'em with kindness, I kill 'em with commas
Acting like I don't see comments
Excuse me, who are you, again?
¿Como te llama?
You are not my friend and I am not the Daila Lama
I keep a couple of choppas
They call me Joey Montana
'Fore we have problems, b*tch!
[Chorus: Joey Bada$$]
Move out my way, before this get violent!
(Move, move, move)
Get the f*ck out my face, you don't want these problems!
(Move, move, move)
Move out my way, before this get violent!
(Move, move, move)
Get the f*ck out my face, you don't want these problems!
(Move, move, move)

[Verse 2: Joey Bada$$]
More money more problems
Me and my partners, we took a trip to the islands
We don't chill at the Ramada, that's ghetto
I just got back and wildin'
Looking for opps, if you see 'em, tell 'em I said, "Hello"
These n*ggas must be in hidin'
These n*ggas must be reminded
That they are not on my level
b*tch I'm high up like falsetto
Bury 'em deep and I don't need a shovel
I am a God, how could I worship the devil?
This that
Olympic Gold medal sh*t
This is black excellence
Make it look effortless
f*ck out my face, I ain't tryna settle this
Shoot for the stars
b*tch, I could never miss
Ain't giving no f*ck like I'm celibate
b*tch, I'm (hot) (hot) like a teakettle get
I'm at my boiling point
Smoke a opp when I'm rolling my joint
Full speed, I won't stop for the oink
GT3 go erst, erst
Make my opps so thirst, thirst
Leave em dead in the dirt, dirt
Put 'em all on a shirt, shirt
Ima hit 'em where it hurt, hurt
[Chorus: Joey Bada$$]
Move out my way, before this get violent!
(Move, move, move)
Get the f*ck out my face, you don't want these problems!
(Move, move, move)
Move out my way, before this get violent!
(Move, move, move)
Get the f*ck out my face, you don't want these problems!
(Move, move, move)