FINN BALOR

[Intro] Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom [Verse] Ayo, Just Don Wolverines like I play with Webber Crossover Fieg Pippens with the leopard Next at the microwave floor, we 'bout to chef up Get the sales off, call me [?] and some ketchup Scarface Supremes, [?], niggas lickin' I flew off the pitch to hit a fiend, [?] Cactus triple beam on it, I mean Four-door Ferrari, money green Got my courts, beat the feds while I'm still on tour Baggin' up dimes, had the MAC on the floor Chine Gun is my shepherd, loaded Desert And for the record, I be the flyest nigga of all time More grime smothered my walls, more violence Cookin yay on the gas stove, lit pilots Raf parkas, Balenciagas makin' me look taller, ah [Hook] I'm off the top rope, like Finn Balor (Y'all niggas fucking know better) I'm off the top rope, like Finn Balor (Ain't nobody fucking with me, Lord, you niggas know that) Came off the top rope, like Finn Balor (Fuck you niggas, the fucking king of this shit, niggas) I'm off the top rope, like Finn Balor (I make more money off one fucking shirt than you niggas ever have in your fucking life) [Outro] You niggas is bums, you hear me Let y'all niggas live, man I doubt any of you niggas gon' live long though You know what happen when niggas disrespect me, right? Huh? Look in the fucking mirror Just look at your fucking self, you a fucking bum Fuck you got on, nigga? Old ass Giuseppes and shit These niggas don’t fucking rock Giuseppes, nigga I don’t even wanna f- Listen man, listen man Just do, just, just chill out, b I got love for niggas, man I want the best for niggas, man But see who hiring out here, man Get y’all some n- Get y’all some fucking jobs or something Rapping ain’t it, man Niggas made a thousand fucking songs, man Still fucking broke I’m on tour, nigga, I’m making it- Listen man I gotta show tomorrow, a show the day after that A show a day after that, a show the day after that And a show the day after that, motherfucker Hitler 5, nigga