[Verse 1] What a fuckin' blast to the past I'm back with the pizazz I'm tappin' that ass (yeah) Jump imma step on the gas L-E-F-T back on the track (yeah) So sick take it back to the lap Tell the label 'put another hundred grand in the bag' Every girl want a man like that See your boy doing numbers on the gram Yeah oh this shit mad Bring it back take another crack at the line Hope imma get it right this time Do a little dance we can romance Baby girl you look so fine Oh yeah
[Chorus] I'm faded Daddy I think I'vе made it Fuck being underratеd I wanna have everything they did Guns, bitches, weed, money, YSL Gold chain, Maserati, penthouse, helicopter, fame Guns, bitches, weed, money, YSL Gold chain, Maserati, penthouse, helicopter, fame What'cha lookin' at, baby Is a motherfuckin' legend in the making For the rest of your life, I'll be there I'll be stuck in your head like The roots of your hair I'm the
[Verse 2] They know I'm the one She wanna get down like ra-pum-pa-pum-pum Indo in my lungs Back from LA with the young guns (vroom-vroom) Too fast too furious Lifestyle so luxurious Pull up in the new range And they like 'Yo who's this?' Its Ferdinand Bring it back take another crack at the line Hope imma get it right this time Do a little dance we can romance Baby girl you look so fine Oh yeah
[Chorus] I'm faded Daddy I think I've made it Fuck being underrated I wanna have everything they did Guns, bitches, weed, money, YSL Gold chain, Maserati, penthouse, helicopter, fame Guns, bitches, weed, money, YSL Gold chain, Maserati, penthouse, helicopter, fame
[Outro] What'cha lookin' at, baby Is a motherfuckin' legend in the making For the rest of your life, I'll be there I'll be stuck in your head like The roots of your hairTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
