Champion ft. SlimCarrey Lyrics

Yo, coming out again from 252

It's your boy El Jefe

Got Slim Carey on the beat

Producing this shit right out of his seat

Hold up

Now I'm breaking bread with the Benjamins

Now I'm out here moving like I'm trying to dance

Now I'm popping quick, man, I'm popping bands

Now I'm out here moving, trying to take a stand

Ay, about to roll it up

Smoke one, man, I'm feeling fucked up

Surviving, man, I'm going through the ashes

Got me going, looking like a backflip

Like a backflip

Hold up

One more time

What else we got

Okay

What

One take, man, I'm running it down

Man, I'm doing this shit like I'm circling the town

Champs all day, champs all night

Man, I'm doing this shit, running my life

Now I'm moving, got me three game

Feeling like a rally car, man, I'm switching lanes

Now, now NASCAR faded

Got me going, looking like a baby

What

Like I made it

A baby

Hold up

That ain't no champion shit

You know what that was

That was me channeling some shit

So let's see what else we got

Down the road, burled up

Zop, zop, zop, zop, zop, zop, zop, zop, zop, zop, zop, zop, zop

This is a breakfast for champions

Type shit

This is E&J Productions

Grrr