Intercontinental Champion

Intercontinental Champion

In the studio watching One Punch Man (ONE PUNCH MAN)
Being the intercontinental champion that I wanted to be

[Verse 1]
I think I’m Slash with the axe, Axl with the vocals
Don’t sit at this table it’s reserved for the locals
Waiter don’t bring me the jelly then I toast him
I’m getting cultured, your man a bird—vulture
Only stage dive if the crowd signing a waiver
I’m your favorite neighbor’s least favorite ex-neighbor
Cowboy hat niggas lookin’ like black slavers
Who got Wesley Snipes’ contact? I need a tax favor
We could jam, put it on my Instagram
Then that one snitch friend got us pinched again
Now Wesley gotta do the Blade moves
COs named Jesus
I just watched The Expendables so imma run a fade too
Chandler Jones smokin’ on K2
Lost to Peyton Manning, ain’t that nigga like 82?
Critical condition like I’m tryna catch Mewtwo
Y'all keep sayin' Baby Huey
Watch a nigga had to mute you

[Hook] x2
Get your money up and bounce
Turnin’ intercontinental but I’m staying in the house
Like a billionaire inventor
Always runnin’ shit
I ain’t got no fucking gym membership
Smiling more than ever getting panties off of penmanship

[Verse 2]
I got the voice like I’m in Konvict Muzik
I’m kinda clueless how you guys go through this
I been a loser, I'm just losin' less, my bitches cuter
I gotta get papi that funky five dollars sooner
Or he gon’ shoot us
My enemies I’m close to
My close friends gettin’ roasted
I’m about to make a million and I don’t even know shit
I rock the same thermals all winter like I’m homeless
Best long john stretched out with the hoes in it
Tell me why [?] look like DeMar Derozan
And tell me why Michael Christmas look like Ryan Gosling
And tell me why I’m on the stage sweating like I’m boxing
Because I be drunk as hell, Stone Cold Steve Austin
Misspelling all the words to this song, auto-corrected
My fans love the afro, goin’ hard to protect it
My freshman year of high school almost died from rejection
She lead me on again, I think she fucked my man

[Hook] x2
Get your money up and bounce
Turnin’ intercontinental but I’m staying in the house
Like a billionaire inventor
Always runnin’ shit
I ain’t got no fucking gym membership
Smiling more than ever getting panties off of penmanship