Big as the what? Big as the what? Big as the what?
Big as the Super Bowl
But the difference is it's just two guys playin' shit that they did in the studio
Niggas usually send they verses back to me and they be terrible, just like a two-year old
Sanderlei Silveira ® - 2023-10-07T04:58-03:00 - Tekst X2
Big as the what? Big as the what? Big as the what?
Big as the Super Bowl
But the difference is it's just two guys playin' shit that they did in the studio
Niggas usually send they verses back to me and they be terrible, just like a two-year old
I love a dinner with some fine women
When they start debatin' about who the G.O.A.T
I'm like "Go 'head, say it then, who the G.O.A.T.?
Who the G.O.A.T.? Who the G.O.A.T.? Who the G.O.A.T.?
Who you bitches really rootin' for?
Like a kid that act bad from January to November, nigga, it's just you and Cole
Big as the what? Big as the what? Big as the what?(Ayy)
Big as the Super Bowl
[Verse 3: J. Cole]
Niggas so thirsty to put me in beef
Dissectin' my words and start lookin' too deep
I look at the tweets and start suckin' my teeth
I'm lettin' it rock 'cause I love the mystique
I still wanna get me a song with YB
Can't trust everything that you saw on IG
Just know if I diss you, I'd make sure you know that I hit you like I'm on your caller ID
I'm namin' the album The Fall Off, it's pretty ironic 'cause it ain't no fall off for me
Still in this bitch gettin' bigger, they waitin' on the kid to come drop like a father to be
Love when they argue the hardest MC
Is it K-Dot? Is it Aubrey? Or me?
We the big three like we started a league, but right now, I feel like Muhammed Ali
Huh, yeah, yeah, huh-huh, yeah, Muhammed Ali
The one that they call when they shit ain't connectin' no more, feel like I got a job in IT
Rhymin' with me is the biggest mistake
The Spider-Man meme is me lookin' at Drake
It's like we recruited your homies to beat demon deacons, we got 'em attending a wake
Hate how the gang gotta wait for the boss, man, this shit like a prison escape
Everybody steppers, well fuck it, then everybody breakfast and I'm 'bout to clear up my plate (Huh, huh, huh)
When I show up, it's motion picture blockbuster
The G.O.A.T. with the golden pin, the top toucher
The spot rusher, sprayed his whole shit up, the crop duster
Not Russia, but apply pressure
To your cranium, Cole's automatic when aimin' 'em
With The Boy in the status, a stadium
Nigga
Part II
[Intro: Drake]
Ayy, I'm 'bout to—, I'm bout to—
I'm 'bout to—, yeah
Yeah
[Verse: Drake]
I'm 'bout to click out on this shit
I'm 'bout to click, woah
I'm 'bout to click out on this shit
I'm 'bout to click, woah
I'm down to click down you hoes and make a crime scene
I click the trigger on the stick like a high beam
Man, I was Bentley wheel whippin' when I was nineteen
She call my number, leave her hangin', she got dry-cleaned
She got a Android, her messages is lime green
I search one name, and end up seein' twenty tings
Nadine, Christine, Justine, Kathleen, Charlene, Pauline, Claudine
Man, I pack 'em in this phone like some sardines
And they send me naked pictures, it's the small things
You niggas is still takin' pictures on a dog stream
My youngers richer than you rappers and they all stream
I really hate that you been sellin' them some false dreams
Man, if your pub was up for sale, I buy the whole thing
Will they ever give me flowers? Well, of course not
They don't wanna have that talk, 'cause it's a sore spot
They know The Boy the one they gotta boycott
I told Jim and Jammer I use a GRAMMY as a door stop
Girl gave me some head because I need it
And if I fuck with you, then after I might eat it, wait
Niggas talkin' 'bout when this gon' be repeated
What the fuck bro? I'm one away from Michael
Nigga, beat it, nigga, beat it, what?
[Outro]
Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what?
Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what?
Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what?
Don't even pay me back on none them favors, I don't need it
Mór mar an rud? Mór mar an rud? Mór mar an rud?
Mór mar an Super Bowl
Ach is é an difríocht ná nach bhfuil ann ach dhá guys playin 'cac a rinne siad sa stiúideo
De ghnáth seolann niggas iad véarsaí ar ais chugam agus bíonn siad uafásach, díreach cosúil le beirt bliana d'aois
Is breá liom dinnéar le roinnt ban breá
Nuair a thosaíonn siad Debatin 'Maidir le Cé leis an G.O.A.T.T
Is maith liom "Téigh 'ceann, abair é ansin, cé hé an G.O.A.T.
Cé na G.O.A.T. Cé na G.O.A.T. Cé na G.O.A.T.
Cé na daoine a bhfuil tú ag dul i gcion orthu i ndáiríre '?
Cosúil le páiste a fheidhmíonn go dona ó Eanáir go Samhain, Nigga, níl ann ach tusa agus Cole
Mór mar an rud? Mór mar an rud? Mór mar an rud? (Ayy)
Mór mar an Super Bowl
[Véarsa 3: J. Cole]
Niggas chomh tart sin chun mé a chur i mairteoil
Dissctin 'mo chuid focal agus tús a chur le breathnú' ró -dhomhain
Breathnaím ar na tweets agus tosaím suckkin 'mo chuid fiacla
Is cúis le Lettin ‘It Rock’ Is breá liom an mystique
Ba mhaith liom amhrán a fháil dom fós le yb
Ní féidir muinín a bheith agat as gach rud a chonaic tú ar IG
Níl a fhios agam ach má dhíspreagann mé thú, dhéanfainn cinnte go bhfuil a fhios agat gur bhuail mé leat mar tá mé ar d’aitheantas glaoiteora
Is mise Namin 'An t -albam The Fall Off, tá sé go leor íoróin' is cúis leis nach bhfuil aon titim as dom
Fós sa soith seo gettin 'níos mó, tá siad ag fanacht' ar an bpáiste le teacht ag titim mar athair le bheith
Grá nuair a mhaíonn siad an MC is deacra
An bhfuil sé k-dot? An bhfuil sé Aubrey? Nó mise?
Táimid an triúr mór mar a thosaigh muid ag sraithe, ach anois, is dóigh liom gur Muhammed Ali mé
Huh, yeah, yeah, huh-huh, yeah, muhammed ali
An ceann a ghlaonn siad nuair nach bhfuil siad ag cac nach Connectin 'Níl níos mó, is dóigh liom go bhfuair mé post ann
Is é Rhymin 'liom an botún is mó
Is é an Spider-Man Meme Me Lookin 'ag Drake
Tá sé mar a d'earcaíomar do chuid homies chun Deamon Deacons a bhualadh, fuair muid 'em ag freastal ar mhúscailt
Is fuath liom an dóigh a bhfanfaidh an gang gotta don Boss, fear, an cac seo cosúil le éalú príosúin
Gach duine steppers, go maith fuck é, ansin bricfeasta gach duine agus táim ag dul suas chun mo phláta a ghlanadh suas (huh, huh, huh)
Nuair a thaispeánfaidh mé suas, is é atá i gceist leis ná Blockbuster Pictiúr Tairisceana
An G.O.A.T. Leis an mbiorán órga, an barr tadhaill
Spraeáil an spot -rusher, a shit iomlán suas, an duster barr
Ní an Rúis, ach cuir brú i bhfeidhm
Chun do chranium, uathoibríoch Cole nuair aimin '' em
Leis an mbuachaill sa stádas, staidiam
Niggála
Cuid II
[Intro: Drake]
Ayy, táim 'bout go—, táim bout to—
Tá mé 'bout go—, sea
Teamhaic
[Verse: Drake]
Tá mé 'bout chun cliceáil ar an cac seo
Tá mé 'bout le cliceáil, woah
Tá mé 'bout chun cliceáil ar an cac seo
Tá mé 'bout le cliceáil, woah
Táim chun cliceáil síos tú hoes agus láthair coireachta a dhéanamh
Cliceáil mé ar an truicear ar an bata cosúil le bhíoma ard
Fear, bhí mé Bentley Wheel Whippin 'nuair a bhí mé naoi mbliana déag d'aois
Glaonn sí ar m’uimhir, fág a hangin ', fuair sí tirim-glanadh
Fuair sí Android, tá a teachtaireachtaí glas aoil
Déanaim cuardach ar ainm amháin, agus déanaim fiche tings a fheiceáil
Nadine, Christine, Justine, Kathleen, Charlene, Pauline, Claudine
Fear, pacáil mé 'em sa bhfón seo cosúil le roinnt sairdíní
Agus cuireann siad pictiúir nocht chugam, is iad na rudaí beaga atá ann
Tá tú niggas fós takin pictiúir ar shruth madraí
Mo chuid ógánach níos saibhre ná tú ag rapálaithe agus seasann siad go léir sruth
Is fuath liom i ndáiríre go raibh tú ag díol roinnt aislingí bréagacha dóibh
Fear, má bhí do theach tábhairne ar díol, ceannaím an rud ar fad
An dtabharfaidh siad bláthanna dom riamh? Bhuel, ar ndóigh ní
Níl siad ag iarraidh an chaint sin a bheith acu, 'is cúis tinn é
Tá aithne acu ar an mbuachaill an ceann a chaitheann siad baghcat
Dúirt mé le Jim agus Jammer go n -úsáideann mé Grammy mar stad dorais
Thug cailín ceann éigin dom mar tá sé de dhíth orm é
Agus má fhillim leat, ansin tar éis dom é a ithe, fan
Niggas talkin '' bout nuair a dhéantar é seo a dhéanamh arís
Cad é an fuck bro? Tá mé ar shiúl ó Michael
Nigga, buille é, nigga, buille é, cad é?
[OUTRO]
Buille é, cad é? Buille é, cad é? Buille é, cad é? Buille é, cad é?
Buille é, cad é? Buille é, cad é? Buille é, cad é? Buille é, cad é?
Buille é, cad é? Buille é, cad é? Buille é, cad é? Buille é, cad é?
Ná tabhair fiú dom ar ais ar aon cheann acu is fearr leo, níl sé de dhíth orm