Championships lyrics

[Chorus: Tragedy]
Pass me the split
Rings on my team with the championships
Swing on the beat cause I mastered the hits
Mastered the wrist and mastered the whip
Then going out bad as it gets
But you know me. I ain't asking for sh*t
You don’t see how bad it can get
Spectacular drip
Immaculate spit
Pass me the split
Rings on my team with the championships
Swing on the beat cause I mastered the hits
Mastered the wrist and mastered the whip
Then going out bad as it gets
But you know me. I ain't asking for sh*t
You don't see how bad it can get
Spectacular drip
Immaculate spit (Uhh)

[Verse 1: Tragedy]
They rapping in six, subtracting the haters, and asking the clique
Magical wrist, dividing the pen, attaching the splits
[?] sh*t. Pushin’, pushin'. That's practice, you b*tch
Shoe cuttin' for the action, you b*tch
Music boutta make it happen, it is
Don't matter, just be happy the kid
Just rappin' and I'm knockin' back all your wins
Believe me, I just came back on this [?]
Swingin’ crazy bars, crackin’ your ribs
I need it all ‘til my family legit
Don't even ask what it is
Eat a feast, then baby pass me a bib
I’m speedin', leavin', baby back to the crib
My region heated, baby, that's where I live
I’m pathogen, sick
[?] I'm so outta space, I'm blastin' again
I ravage ya sh*t
Bars are fancy. Call ‘em [?] and sh*t
I'm laughin' again
I'm out of control. I'm bout to begin
Rolling Stone. McJagger again
So much bars that I'm staggerin' in
I'm fleshing again, but murder the booth with a passionate grin
I'm [?] again
BET boy. I'm blackin' again
All these n*ggas don't like me, but won't say it, cause I'll get to snappin' again
[Chorus: Tragedy]
Pass me the split
Rings on my team with the championships
Swing on the beat cause I mastered the hits
Mastered the wrist and mastered the whip
Then going out bad as it gets
But you know me. I ain't asking for sh*t
You don't see how bad it can get
Spectacular drip
Immaculate spit
Pass me the split
Rings on my team with the championships
Swing on the beat cause I mastered the hits
Mastered the wrist and mastered the whip
Then going out bad as it gets
But you know me. I ain't asking for sh*t
You don't see how bad it can get
Spectacular drip
Immaculate spit (Mmm)

[Verse 2: Futuristic]
Spectacular drip
That's what it is when Zach in this b*tch
Immaculate fit
Happen to spit
All black Benz, never crashing the whip (mmm, mmm)
Yeah, fasten your lips
You don't actually rap, you adapted to this
Since [?] was a kid, I was nasty with this
Put the pad and the pen for the championship
I ain't even gotta catch my breath
Better check my check
Bet I wreck yo flesh
If you come at my neck
With the disrespect
n*gga, ain't nothing left but to do this sh*t
Since way back when, I did, yea proved that sh*t
Me? 2-0-10
I was making amends
Took the fam on the cruise with the hoops in the gym
You can pretend that I ain't been the G.O.A.T
Independent, leave you n*ggas [?]
Self sufficient, man you n*ggas is broke
Know that the bank account is full of O's
Rookie to pro
Now I'm a veteran, spittin' it better than ever befo'
Seven businesses, they look like appendages
Like an appendix, I'm bout to explode
Three homes and a couple of stoves
I ain't [?]
Yeah, I'm balling, man it's out of control
I got a grip. Who mopping the flo'?
Moppin' the flo' with these n*ggas
I know that they [?]
I'm switchin' the flow
Kickin' the do'
Life of the party. I leave with the bros and a couple of hoes
I'm ghost
[Chorus: Tragedy]
Pass me the split
Rings on my team with the championships
Swing on the beat cause I mastered the hits
Mastered the wrist and mastered the whip
Then going out bad as it gets
But you know me. I ain't asking for sh*t
You don't see how bad it can get
Spectacular drip
Immaculate spit
Pass me the split
Rings on my team with the championships
Swing on the beat cause I mastered the hits
Mastered the wrist and mastered the whip
Then going out bad as it gets
But you know me. I ain't asking for sh*t
You don't see how bad it can get
Spectacular drip
Immaculate spit