hadouken remix lyrics

[Intro]
Back for round two, it's a KO in the first (KO in the first, ho)
Brand new Jesus piece, I gotta make it back to church (Make it back to church, woah)
That b*tch broke your heart, get back up, I know it hurt (I know it hurt, bro)
Broke boy, he might lose his arm to get a verse (To get a verse, yo)
He w—
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (This is a Slump Audios exclusive)
Woah, ayy, ha

[Verse]
Different day, new hook, I'm a f*cking god
He flipped the page, I wrote the book, we not the same kind
Rolex to Geneva's not the same time
Cartier shades dark as hell, I can't even see the sky
Forget a rapper, you'd be lucky if you got a job
Whip got no keys, studded with a fob
Gen50 with a switch, yeah, this b*tch got a knob
[?] ski mask, I'm lookin like I'm 'boutta rob
Come in with that funny sh*t, better shut it up
I can't let you get the mic 'cause you gon' f*ck it up
Hide your ho, I'm almost there and she f*ck with us
sh*t [?] walk in the store and get to touchin' stuff
It's baby blue inside, it just came with it
Heard they tellin' over there that's why they raided it
Bro-bro paranoid, I heard that's why he stayed with it
"How the f*ck you get this far?" Because I prayed for it (Oh yeah)
Hop up in that Hulk, you know it's motor, man
Hot car, this b*tch got a stolen van
Fifties, twenties, tens what I'm rollin' in
Twin 'nem got a kill-switch, there's no approachin' him
I'm a nice guy, I don't mean no harm
I don't be outside, I'm in the crib eatin' chicken parm' (Woah)
I'm the type to peep sh*t, I know it's no alarm
Finna take everything I can, I'm not even f*ckin' armed, b*tch
Back for round two, it's a KO in the first (KO in the first, ho)
Brand new Jesus piece, I gotta make it back to church (Make it back to church, woah)
That b*tch broke your heart, get back up, I know it hurt (Know it hurt, bro)
Broke boy, he might lose his arm to get a verse (To get a verse, yo)
He [?] just by puttin' me on his merch
He pulled up in the Ghost, I sent him back inside a hearse (b*tch)
Watchdogs, it ain't no one steppin' on my turf
I f*ck with Sosa, baby, that's the man that did it first
Brr, brr, this b*tch came with [?]
I was just with tony eatin' chicken wings at hers
No blue cheese, ten-piece, all flats
Me, my garage, Trackhawks and Scats
He was pump-fakin', still got popped
We might make bacon, pig in a pot
White boy crazy, he done lost his casserole
Hit after hit and I'm still no f*ckin' [?] ho
Hop up on a beat just like motherf*ckin' dragon
We can't say his name no more because the b*tch dragged it
Caught a bullet, hit his head down, Bog Saget
Fur boots, my brother probably think that I'm a—
Mm, my bad, uh, I had to catch my breath
Right hand full, I'ma smack you with my left
I got hired for this, b*tch, I'm controlling all the pests
Flyer than a bird, I don't built a damn nest
Labels on they way, they wanna put me to the test
Fifty lined up, I'm at my motherf*ckin' best
I put stars in the ceiling in my Lambo'
With my brothers, b*tch, this ho keep talkin' 'bout Nandos
Fifty stacks in my jeans, I could barely stand, bro
"reefuh, why'd you take my b*tch?" Huh? Because I can, bro
[?] boy, it's me, you better know
If you knew just what I knew, you'd hide your ho
I'm an all-star, off-cam, built like GoPro
Up front, ten grand for a f*ckin' show
Huh, they like, "reefuh, did you try?" And I said, "Barely" (I didn't)
This ho tryna spill the tea, I told her, "Spare me" (Shut the f*ck up)
I miss my grammy, I know she tried to take care of me
I'm in that all-black like Bruce Wayne parody
I might drop a f*ckin' verse for a charity
Please don't remix none my sh*t, you do it terribly
I ain't beefin' with you nerds, I'm so scary
M.I.A., off the grid, kickin' sh*t with Perry (b*tch)