Champ Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
I feel like the champ on this bitch

[Chorus]
I prayed to God, He said, "You know you finna win again"
A nigga play with us, you know he makin' CNN
Put a thirty clip in that 40, I feel like John Wick
And my ho just f*cked a nigga who I got more money than
Niggas slidin', gotta keep me a blick
I came from nothin', let me pop my shit
My ho, she slidin', might bop me a bitch
My mans done died, I bought me a stick
My Glock is on me, I ain't got no fear
I'ma race onside a nigga, I'ma call the camp
You know they brought the champ
I f*ck with bosses now

[Verse 1]
Don't worry 'bout how I got my shit
You play with us, we poppin' shit
These niggas fake, they counterfeit
Got a dime on me, I ain't count my fit
And when we slide, we don't use handguns, we shootin' sticks
Better not shoot and miss
Nah, I ain't approachin' niggas
I'd be dumb if I dropped my bitch
Locked in the 'yo and all day in
I got my brother, gon' call her friends
Say, "Noodah, when you droppin' this?"
I knock 'em off, I drop a bitch
Niggas hate, they hold they breath
You better off just holdin' in
I get in my mode, I'ma pop my pill
Keep crossin' the bros, you gotta be killed
Tell that bitch she keep the receipt
You know that I came with bills
I been around some millionaires, so why should I not follow him?
Niggas hatin', they hold they nuts, they better off just droppin' 'em
[Chorus]
I prayed to God, He said, "You know you finna win again"
A nigga play with us, you know he makin' CNN
Put a thirty clip in that 40, I feel like John Wick
And my ho just f*cked a nigga who I got more money than
Niggas slidin', gotta keep me a blick
I came from nothin', let me pop my shit
My ho, she slidin', might bop me a bitch
My mans done died, I bought me a stick My Glock is on me, I ain't got no fear
I'ma race onside a nigga, I'ma call the camp
You know they brought the champ
I f*ck with bosses now

[Verse 2]
They playin', you know I done upped up my level
I'm diggin' this bitch, better get me a shovel
The more of the money, the bigger the bezel
I was born kinda special, third eye, they think they clever
You know that I ain't smellin' 'em, these niggas not on my level
I'll f*ck her, give her blessing, change my life, it's no more stressin'
Got the bag, wasn't never beggin', always business over pleasure
They just hopin' I'ma hit 'em
All that claiming that they gang, you know that we'll test 'em
I send the bros to wreck 'em
I'm all about bread, Jeffery
I ain't got no heart, Kevin
I stayed down, I played my part, you know I'm star ready
He got to sleep, he havin' nightmares, I'm that nigga Freddy
Call up my bros, commit them sins, but they seven deadly, yeah
f*ck that bitch, don't test her, yeah
I'ma catch me a charge in a Tesla, yeah
I'm uppin' and blowin' as soon as I see him
'Cause these niggas p*ssy, you know they scared
Bro got charges, he robbed a fed
If he play, we leave him dead
Ain't no runnin' from this shit, I'd probably cut off all my legs, nigga
[Chorus]
I prayed to God, He said, "You know you finna win again"
A nigga play with us, you know he makin' CNN
Put a thirty clip in that 40, I feel like John Wick
And my ho just f*cked a nigga who I got more money than
Niggas slidin', gotta keep me a blick
I came from nothin', let me pop my shit
My ho, she slidin', might bop me a bitch
My mans done died, I bought me a stick
My Glock is on me, I ain't got no fear
I'ma race onside a nigga, I'ma call the camp
You know they brought the champ
I f*ck with bosses now

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