GOTW ft. Bota Lyrics

Sleep on the plane they sleep on my name

I ain't Usain, I run through the pain

I'm duckin' the ones who stood in my way

I'll make myself better, I'm starting today

I lay on her ass, call it my hay

Strangers want pictures, I'm tellin' them "Hey"

Ballin' like Curry I ain't from the bay

Get out the way

Get out the way

Get off the throne, that is my claim

Shooting my shot, you see the red dot

I'm goin' insane

You're a clown with a shovel, I'm paving the way

These people you follow, they see me they lay

They won't understand a thing that I say

What if I file them a fuckin' tort claim?

Gimme my pounds, gimme my pesos,

Gimme your chains, gimme your necklace

Gimme all the ice, I'm poppin' my veins

You know what?

Fuck that, I just want praise

I want all the words that made me switch lanes

And I want a Spyder so I can switch lanes

Switchin' the channel I channel my waves

You ride them so get the fuck out my face

I'm done calling you names bro

Sleep on the plane they sleep on my name

I ain't Usain, I run through the pain

I'm duckin' the ones who stood in my way

I'll make myself better, I'm starting today

I lay on her ass, call it my hay

Strangers want pictures, I'm tellin' them "Hey"

Ballin' like Curry I ain't from the bay

Get out the way

Get out the way