We gon make ’em sprint, make ’em dance
Make ’em run a couple laps
He said he gon’ spin my block
I don’t think he f#cking can
I just made a couple racks
Got me feeling like the man
They keep tryna take my spot
I’ma take em off the map
We gon make ’em sprint, make ’em dance
Make ’em run a couple laps
He said he gon’ spin my block
I don’t think he f#cking can
I just made a couple racks
Got me feeling like the man
They keep tryna take my spot
I’ma take em off the map
Make you dance, bust a move
Me ‘n this blick gon air out the room
Big steppa, finding my groove
Me ‘n the gang counting hunnids, all blues
First place, no way I’ma lose
Top floor with the whole f#cking crew
Shoutout to Pop, we shaking the room
Too fye but this sh#t nothing new
(What do you think of that, L?
This is my perfect victory!
That’s right, I win)
We gon make ’em sprint, make ’em dance
Make ’em run a couple laps
He said he gon’ spin my block
I don’t think he f#cking can
I just made a couple racks
Got me feeling like the man
They keep tryna take my spot
I’ma take em off the map, yuh
We gon make ’em sprint, make ’em dance
Make ’em run a couple laps
He said he gon’ spin my block
I don’t think he f#cking can
I just made a couple racks
Got me feeling like the man
They keep tryna take my spot
I’ma take em off the map
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