ShittyBoyz - Super Saiyan lyrics
[ShittyBoyz - Super Saiyan lyrics]
Ayy, ayy, ShittyBoyz
Ball so hard you would've
Thought we bought VC
Hit the road and brought the phones home
Feel like ET
Punches too fire, feel like Goku on the GCs
Bitch, I'm plugged in like a Roku on the TV
350 Boost the only time we do Adidas
Piece hit for over nine thousand
That's Vegeta
Balenciaga runners, last year we did Arenas
The opps can't see me
You can call me "Tron Cena"
Coach always told me, "When they reach, boy
You gotta teach"
Go ahead and reach for this chain
Heaven's kinda steep
Deep-Range Deadeye with the tool
Bro shooting threes walking ATM
It's dog shit in these Amiri jeans
It's 5 AM and I'm still up, nah, literally
The way I stepped out
You woulda thought I came from Italy
Play my roll now for all the
Times she was spinning me
Human Races dripping
Y'all fit's be killing me
Play after play, I'm a walking highlight
Punch after punch, life feel like Fight Night
Bro tryna beef? Nigga, you should fight life
You can only get the sauce
Free for the right price 256 on that XS max
Heard it's phones on the floor
I'm gon' run to the jacks
'Cause if I ever fall
They gon' run to my back
Ray Lewis in the field, bitch
I run to the sack
Got the eye of the tiger in this Kenzo tee
SB, man, the gang can depend on me
All strips in a roll, ain't no tens on me
Every play you can catch me
Where the end zone be
I'll take dawg out the game like a technical
Bitch see I ball, now she all on my testicles
Hoes ain't loyal
They'll leave you right from next to you
Jump up
Bro'll blow that head off the rest of you
Pack a punch what? My Glock max prestige
I just want a M
Used to dream about the league
Yelling scoreboard, ShittyBoyz in the lead
Talking down from behind? Nigga
Pick up yo speed juu got a chop with the
Leave him see through
I'ma need two for the sauce
I can't teach you
I can teach you how to punch like I'm Shifu
ShittyBoyz shitting on you niggas, pee yoo
Ninety percent hustle, ten percent luck
Blues on me, man, this used to be ten bucks
Sick of the dick sucking
Think I need a checkup
ShittyBoyz, I put it on God that we next up
Heart and my soul, left it all in the booth
Scams got my heart, I ain't falling for you
ShittyBoyz the gang, I can fall on my troops
If you starve with me then
I'm balling with you
Bitch, watch the drip
Bitch, check the thrust
Bitch, this piece hit bitch, we ran it up
Bitch, eat a dick bitch, shut the fuck up
ShittyBoyz, you just cut the fuck up
Made over ten off this 256
I was down on my last
Then them two giffys hit
Me and Stan hit the road, boy
That's two fifty strips
Fuck is a forty stick? This is two 50 clips
All-wheel drive, how I got it out the mud
Baby, I'm a Punch God, I got it off the jugg
How you charged up? Boy, yo ass lost the plug
You would probably shed a tear if
Yo ass lost a slug
Catfish on the 'Gram
You be putting on a front
Call me "sensei"
I can teach you how to punch
Dropping SB on a chain straight from Hutch
Playing with the cards just to win like it's
Chef Boyardee
I got more sauce than some ravioli
Eating like Thanksgiving
Got more cheese than some macaroni
Boy got in the room and
He's singing like it's karaoke
I was broke until I turned
Some tables like Steve Aoki
Ball so hard you would've
Thought we bought VC
Hit the road and brought the phones home
Feel like ET
Punches too fire, feel like Goku on the GCs
Bitch, I'm plugged in like a Roku on the TV
350 Boost the only time we do Adidas
Piece hit for over nine thousand
That's Vegeta
Balenciaga runners, last year we did Arenas
The opps can't see me
You can call me "Tron Cena"
Coach always told me, "When they reach, boy
You gotta teach"
Go ahead and reach for this chain
Heaven's kinda steep
Deep-Range Deadeye with the tool
Bro shooting threes walking ATM
It's dog shit in these Amiri jeans
It's 5 AM and I'm still up, nah, literally
The way I stepped out
You woulda thought I came from Italy
Play my roll now for all the
Times she was spinning me
Human Races dripping
Y'all fit's be killing me
Play after play, I'm a walking highlight
Punch after punch, life feel like Fight Night
Bro tryna beef? Nigga, you should fight life
You can only get the sauce
Free for the right price 256 on that XS max
Heard it's phones on the floor
I'm gon' run to the jacks
'Cause if I ever fall
They gon' run to my back
Ray Lewis in the field, bitch
I run to the sack
Got the eye of the tiger in this Kenzo tee
SB, man, the gang can depend on me
All strips in a roll, ain't no tens on me
Every play you can catch me
Where the end zone be
I'll take dawg out the game like a technical
Bitch see I ball, now she all on my testicles
Hoes ain't loyal
They'll leave you right from next to you
Jump up
Bro'll blow that head off the rest of you
Pack a punch what? My Glock max prestige
I just want a M
Used to dream about the league
Yelling scoreboard, ShittyBoyz in the lead
Talking down from behind? Nigga
Pick up yo speed juu got a chop with the
Leave him see through
I'ma need two for the sauce
I can't teach you
I can teach you how to punch like I'm Shifu
ShittyBoyz shitting on you niggas, pee yoo
Ninety percent hustle, ten percent luck
Blues on me, man, this used to be ten bucks
Sick of the dick sucking
Think I need a checkup
ShittyBoyz, I put it on God that we next up
Heart and my soul, left it all in the booth
Scams got my heart, I ain't falling for you
ShittyBoyz the gang, I can fall on my troops
If you starve with me then
I'm balling with you
Bitch, watch the drip
Bitch, check the thrust
Bitch, this piece hit bitch, we ran it up
Bitch, eat a dick bitch, shut the fuck up
ShittyBoyz, you just cut the fuck up
Made over ten off this 256
I was down on my last
Then them two giffys hit
Me and Stan hit the road, boy
That's two fifty strips
Fuck is a forty stick? This is two 50 clips
All-wheel drive, how I got it out the mud
Baby, I'm a Punch God, I got it off the jugg
How you charged up? Boy, yo ass lost the plug
You would probably shed a tear if
Yo ass lost a slug
Catfish on the 'Gram
You be putting on a front
Call me "sensei"
I can teach you how to punch
Dropping SB on a chain straight from Hutch
Playing with the cards just to win like it's
Chef Boyardee
I got more sauce than some ravioli
Eating like Thanksgiving
Got more cheese than some macaroni
Boy got in the room and
He's singing like it's karaoke
I was broke until I turned
Some tables like Steve Aoki