StanWill - Bud4pe$t lyrics
[StanWill - Bud4pe$t lyrics]
Nobody to a GOAT, nobody to a GOAT, huh
Went from nobody to a GOAT, yeah
Went from nobody to a GOAT, huh
Bitch (Stan, turn me up) ayy
Ayy, huh
I don't know math but my shirt say ratio
Bro don't do abortions but he
Will get yo baby gone
Yo bitch gave gang the fellatio
I should throw a cape at yo ass
You saving hoes
Opps say they up, why I can't tell?
When bro hit that block he gon' raise hell
Dub after dub, I don't take L's came up
Now they sending death threats and hate mail
Hitting hoes off the thrust, I don't need ice
Boy jumped in that Warzone and
Got his team wiped
Benihanas every day, think I need rice
Kicks on my feet Triple S
You won't see Mikes
Glock busting out the skinnies
I don't do fists
Busting racks at the set for some new drip
Bitch could be a dime
I don't want her two cent
Could be BlocBoy JB, opps won't shoot shit
Anointed with the scams, I'm truly blessed
Up the sleeve on yo bitch
She was too impressed
'Cause I can, I'll buy a flight to Budapest
I want Ichiban but my bitch want Bucharest
BabyTron and TrDee, they're my two cadets
Added Pros to the stash and I blew the rest
In the Wraith with my demons
I'm too possessed
Opps living life without pape'? Boy
They too depressed
I went from nobody to a GOAT
I was left in the cold
Now designer on the coat
First things first, fuck a ho
I would not bless a bitch even
If I was the pope
Felt pain, Ben Frank was the remedy
Could've swore your bitch was Shang Tsung
How she finish me
Charged up, this a whole different energy
In the fast lane to the bag
It was meant to be
Up shit, we the shit, you can't fuck with us
Feel like King Kong 'cause the
Chop got monkey nuts
Making plays got the whole team huddled up
Touchdown after touchdown
I ain't fumble once
Blew his fists into space, that's a high five
Could've hit your bitch off the
Thrust but I like dimes
Rule breaker, I ain't never follow guidelines
Gang one of none
Ain't no other niggas like mine
All gas through this bitch
I ain't touch the brakes
I was in school busting scams
Like fuck some grades
You should leap off a cliff
You ain't touching pape' appetite exquisite
Paid four for some lunch today
When gang link up, that's a bunch of apes
Gucci this
Gucci that like I fuck with snakes
Thinking I'm a lick? Boy
That's the dumbest play
Touch me? Turn him astronaut
Leave him up in space
(Stan, turn me up) huh, ayy, yeah, bitch
Went from nobody to a GOAT, yeah
Went from nobody to a GOAT, huh
Bitch (Stan, turn me up) ayy
Ayy, huh
I don't know math but my shirt say ratio
Bro don't do abortions but he
Will get yo baby gone
Yo bitch gave gang the fellatio
I should throw a cape at yo ass
You saving hoes
Opps say they up, why I can't tell?
When bro hit that block he gon' raise hell
Dub after dub, I don't take L's came up
Now they sending death threats and hate mail
Hitting hoes off the thrust, I don't need ice
Boy jumped in that Warzone and
Got his team wiped
Benihanas every day, think I need rice
Kicks on my feet Triple S
You won't see Mikes
Glock busting out the skinnies
I don't do fists
Busting racks at the set for some new drip
Bitch could be a dime
I don't want her two cent
Could be BlocBoy JB, opps won't shoot shit
Anointed with the scams, I'm truly blessed
Up the sleeve on yo bitch
She was too impressed
'Cause I can, I'll buy a flight to Budapest
I want Ichiban but my bitch want Bucharest
BabyTron and TrDee, they're my two cadets
Added Pros to the stash and I blew the rest
In the Wraith with my demons
I'm too possessed
Opps living life without pape'? Boy
They too depressed
I went from nobody to a GOAT
I was left in the cold
Now designer on the coat
First things first, fuck a ho
I would not bless a bitch even
If I was the pope
Felt pain, Ben Frank was the remedy
Could've swore your bitch was Shang Tsung
How she finish me
Charged up, this a whole different energy
In the fast lane to the bag
It was meant to be
Up shit, we the shit, you can't fuck with us
Feel like King Kong 'cause the
Chop got monkey nuts
Making plays got the whole team huddled up
Touchdown after touchdown
I ain't fumble once
Blew his fists into space, that's a high five
Could've hit your bitch off the
Thrust but I like dimes
Rule breaker, I ain't never follow guidelines
Gang one of none
Ain't no other niggas like mine
All gas through this bitch
I ain't touch the brakes
I was in school busting scams
Like fuck some grades
You should leap off a cliff
You ain't touching pape' appetite exquisite
Paid four for some lunch today
When gang link up, that's a bunch of apes
Gucci this
Gucci that like I fuck with snakes
Thinking I'm a lick? Boy
That's the dumbest play
Touch me? Turn him astronaut
Leave him up in space
(Stan, turn me up) huh, ayy, yeah, bitch