Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Myles Chapman
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
Fresh on the scene
The way I pulled up on the spot they'll say it's make believe
They saw but they ain't see just watch got tricks all up my sleeve
Couldn't wait couldn't even sleep you would of thought it's Christmas eve
I'm mister clean like what you mean they expected my arrival
Grand champion the belt it's much bigger than the title
Pinnacle perspective from the tower it's and eyeful
And she can throw it back when it's busting off the vinyl
Grade A precision
Summertime yo body glisten catching my attention
Vanished on her husband she been seeing a magician
And I can transform her once I get in the ignition
Pay attention is ya listening I got what ya missing
She just clean the house but dirty dancing in my kitchen
Cool it now be easy jumping out that new addition
Push the start in cruise control I just might miss the mission watch the pimping
Hit my jack I'm in route
Rolling up and hopping out
Can I fly without a doubt
Shorty what ya talking bout
Hit my jack I'm in route
Rolling up and hopping out
Can I fly without a doubt
Shorty what ya talking bout
Hit my jack I'm in route
Rolling up and hopping out
Can I fly without a doubt
Shorty what ya talking bout
Hit my jack I'm in route
Rolling up and hopping out
Can I fly without a doubt
Shorty what ya talking bout
A players poem shit is potent
I control the room with substance got them overdosing
Once I turned the volume up the car just started floating
The way I shimmied in this coat thought I was kappa strolling
She say you so braggadocious
Eye contact hypnotic let me focus
Performing alchemy with three sisters hocus pocus
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Told me that she want this thing forever shorty bogus
She tryna live the dream but I'm just living in the moment
I taught you how to float without a float but ya ain't notice
Skywalker I could put the clouds right below us
Hit my jack I'm in route
Rolling up and hopping out
Can I fly without a doubt
Shorty what ya talking bout
Hit my jack I'm in route
Rolling up and hopping out
Can I fly without a doubt
Shorty what ya talking bout
Hit my jack I'm in route
Rolling up and hopping out
Can I fly without a doubt
Shorty what ya talking bout
Hit my jack I'm in route
Rolling up and hopping out
Can I fly without a doubt
Shorty what ya talking bout
Written by: Myles Chapman
