#hopoff

[Intro]
Your final challenge
Let yo' bitch stroke yo' bone
(Aw, hell yeah, Jigsaw! You the goat)
*party popper*
(Yay!)
(nightiger)

[Verse 1: starxvi]
(Ah, a-a-ah, ah)
W-Walk around, three bands in my pocket
.40 on my hip, that's a fucking rocket
(Ah, a-a, ah-ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
(Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)

[Chorus: starxvi]
Yeah, I be gettin' hella fans
Yeah, I-I-I be gettin' hella bitches (That's a lie, bro)
Flexin' hella switches
*gunshots*
I be fuckin' on yo' misses (What the fuck?!)

[Verse 2: starxvi]
Yeah, you think this fuckin' matters? (Ah, ah-ah, a-a-ah, ah)
All I hear is fuckin' chatter (Ah, ah-ah, a-a-ah, ah)
Gettin' to the platter (Ah-ah-ah)
Next up, (Ah-ah), Climbing up the ladder

[Verse 3: any1else]
(Okay, anybody else?)
(Ain't nobody else here that's better than me)
(Step up the play, cause' I write this scene)
(If you try to test me, you're gettin' beamed)
I've been trying
You ain't give a fuck when I'm down, but I'm up, now you're crying
Now I caught you, why you lyin'? (Ah-ah, ah-ah)
You're spinnin' up a web of lies (I-I, I-I-I, I-I)
I see the pain in your eyes (I, I-I-I, I)
You were better in disgui-i, i-i-i, i-i-i-i
W-W-W-Wa-W-W-Watch y-your step-ep-ep
I-I-I'm gon' let my choppa spray, and it's aiming at your head-a-a-a, head, ead-ead, ead-ead
All you do is lay in bed
No wonder you're depressed

[Chorus: starxvi]
Yeah, I be gettin' hella fans
Yeah, I-I-I be gettin' hella bitches (That's a lie, bro)
Flexin' hella switches
*gunshots*
I be fuckin' on yo' misses (What the fuck?!)

[Outro: starxvi]
Yeah, you think this fuckin' matters? (Ah, ah-ah, a-a-ah, ah)
All I hear is fuckin' chatter (Ah, ah-ah, a-a-ah, ah)