Champions

Album: Cruel Winter (2016)
Charted: 71
  • (Quavo!)
    Lifestyle on camera
    Hundred thousand dollar chandelier
    They tried to turn me to an animal
    But white people think I'm radical
    Supermodels think I'm handsome
    You might think I'm too aggressive
    But really I think I'm too passive
    'Til I pull out the chopper, start blastin'

    1500, all in singles (straight up!)
    Throw it up, watch it fall and drop
    'Round and 'round they go
    'Round and 'round they go (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

    Pray for me
    I'm about to hit the 'Ye button
    I don't wanna say nothin' wrong
    But it'd be wrong if I ain't say nothin'
    Imagine if I ain't say somethin'
    Wouldn't none these niggas say nothin'
    I done lost and made money
    Now I'm makin' somethin' they can't take from me
    And I'm fresh out of debt in this muhfucka!
    And they still ain't ready yet for a muhfucka!
    Yeezy might have to go and put his Louis on
    I'm 'bout to go Gucci in the Gucci store

    It's Gucci!
    Fresh out the feds in this mothafucker
    And they still ain't ready yet for a muhfucka
    Gucci Mane and I'm 'bout to put my Yeezys on
    Now that Gucci home, it's over for you Gucci clones

    1500, all in singles (straight up!)
    Throw it up, watch it fall and drop
    'Round and 'round they go
    'Round and 'round they go
    Champions, we run the city
    Number one, they fallin' from the top
    'Round and 'round they go
    'Round and 'round they go (straight up)

    Look, I say a prayer for my enemies
    They cannot slow down what's meant for me
    Funny how they come around like I can't see through they secret identities
    Lately, it's all about Zen in me
    Subtractin' the negative energy
    Fuck with the family, turn your ass to a memory
    My niggas keep it a century
    I blow the check up, nigga, detonation
    Kill 'em one by one, Final Destination
    Top my destination
    I got guardian angels all around a nigga, that's deflectin' Satan
    I'm a mothafuckin' champion
    This right here the fuckin' anthem
    I can't dap you without hand san'
    I don't know where your dirty ass hands been
    I wake up to like a hundred texts
    Championship team, but we can't cut the net
    She all off in my jersey lookin' underdressed
    I'm finna buy this bitch a Honda CRX
    With

    1500, all in singles (straight up!)
    Throw it up, watch it fall and drop
    'Round and 'round they go ('round and 'round it go, 'round and 'round it go)
    'Round and 'round they go
    I'd rather be strapped and ride with a pole
    Than to get down in a hole

    I took a nap in the pulpit
    I never like how a suit fit
    I got a pocket full of money
    It got me walkin' all slew-foot
    I'm on my wave like a cruise ship
    In that hoe mouth like a toothpick
    Anyone get in my way
    Nothin' to say, I tote 'em choppas like pool sticks
    I wear pajamas to Ruth's Chris
    Couldn't walk a mile in my new kicks
    I'm comin' from the apartments
    We never had our damn pool fixed
    Walk in the mall with my new bitch
    Tell her to get the whole rack
    My new bitch gon' pull me a new bitch
    Then pull me a new bitch
    See that is a snowball effect
    I got gold on my neck
    Lookin' like a Super Bowl on my neck
    I got a mansion full of marble floors
    It look like I could go bowl in this bitch
    Versace logos on bowls in this bitch
    Like I'm a serial killer
    I put the real in gorilla
    I did this shit for my niggas, yeah

    1500, all in singles (straight up!)
    Throw it up, watch it fall and drop
    'Round and 'round they go ('round and 'round it go, 'round and 'round it go)
    'Round and 'round they go
    Rather be strapped and ride with a pole
    Than to get down in a hole
    Champions, we run the city
    Number one, they fallin' from the top
    'Round and 'round they go ('round and 'round it go, 'round and 'round it go)
    'Round and 'round they go
    Rather be strapped and ride with a pole
    Than to get down in a hole

    Reach for my chain is suicide
    The car I drive fit two inside
    They mad at 'Ye 'cause he all in the neighborhood
    But he let them goons inside
    Let's fuck up the neighborhood
    Let's fuck up the neighborhood
    Buy every house in this bitch
    You know that the money good
    My wrist in the kitchen go 'round and 'round
    Play with the kid, I'ma gun you down
    The roof on that Wraith in the lost and found
    Official trap shit let me slow it down
    Way more shit than a Pamper
    All we rock is bandanas
    Whips so nasty, no manners
    I just got head in a Phantom

    She say she don't want a chump, baby want a champ
    She say money make her cum, Gucci make her damp (Gucci)
    1017's the Squad, Gucci Mane's the stamp
    And he don't never sleep, he's a fuckin' vamp
    I heard your bitch ridin' on the bus, you don't give a damn
    My bitch drive a Lamb', you should call her ma'am
    I love my Auntie Jane, but fuck Uncle Sam
    I'm a walkin' money machine, check my Instagram
    Niggas never test the kid so I don't have to cram
    My city treat me like a king, I should wear a crown
    And I don't really fuck around
    I gave my bitch two mil' 'cause she stuck around

    1500, all in singles (straight up)
    Throw it up, watch it fall and drop
    'Round and 'round they go ('round and 'round it go, 'round and 'round it go)
    'Round and 'round they go
    Rather be strapped and ride with a pole
    Than to get down in a hole
    Champions, we run the city
    Number one, they fallin' from the top
    'Round and 'round they go ('round and 'round it go)
    'Round and 'round they go
    Rather be strapped and ride with a pole
    Than to get down in a hole Writer/s: Radric Delantic Davis, Mike Dean, Lexus Lewis, Alain Macklovitch, Travis Scott, Kanye Omari West
    Publisher: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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