[Verse 1]
I'ma start off sayin' fuck you and your opinion
You were rappin' 'bout your vision, I was still in the kitchen
Feel like talkin' with them bitches, I was stackin' my riches
And every March, Central Station was a fuckin' tradition
"Oh man he dun jumped off, now he a rapper"
"Can he lose at anything? Was he really a trapper?"
Got the torch like the '96 summer
Jumped out the Porsche 'round the '96 summer
Yeah I got the juice now, winnin' by far
Got them stones in my watch I'm a rockstar
Play the best-seeded niggas, they ain't want me to win
But I won't give a motherfuck, I [?] get [?] by king
Fuck a couplе hundred pounds a week, gold movin' around
Inner city, outer town I was shеddin' them pounds
Now my ho bad and I'm rich, bitch
I can tell you niggas on to some rip shit
[Chorus]
Pour the champagne, call the bitches
I would never change for the riches
Put 'em in the [?] and get 'em faded
Show 'em we the hottest in the city
I don't make the rules, but I break 'em
Gamble with your life, gon' shake 'em
Get them dice out, get them dice out
Got them bitches jumpin' like hopscotch
[Verse 2]
Up in Benihana with the strippers
Bunch of bad bitches, got 'em tuggin' at my zipper
She want a nigga cause I'm ballin' like a [?]
Finger on the trigga, I'ma [?] 'em out the [?]
Been a whole lotta conversation lately
Slidin' on the kid tryna figure what he makin'
I can't take these bitches serious
Yeah you frontin' on the ground, but you're fearin' us
I've been known for a minute, know I'm findin' a seat
These pussy niggas steal the flavor, they just tryna be me
They treat me like a heavyweight when I be out
Only rap niggas touchin' bricks in a drought
Runnin' with the same few niggas since forever
Circle got a lil' smaller, had to change for the better
I'm chillin' on the top floor, gettin' topped off, by a top model bitch with her top off
[Chorus]
Pour the champagne, call the bitches
I would never change for the riches
Put 'em in the [?] and get 'em faded
Show 'em we the hottest in the city
I don't make the rules, but I break 'em
Gamble with your life, gon' shake 'em
Get them dice out, get them dice out
Got them bitches jumpin' like hopscotch
Hopscotch was written by London Jae.
London Jae released Hopscotch on Fri May 13 2016.