SUPERFAN Lyrics

Like what's the move

Where you tryna go, where you tryna zoom

I need a piece of that, I can see the motion like me

Up in Malibu, drinking on that potion, it's sweet

Like what's the move

She tryna get all up on me, like what's the move

Like what's the check, woah

You ain't the best, ay

Watch out for you get stained, watch out for your dress

But your shirt ain't Balenciaga so I do not care

Huh huh huh

I got those racks up like Uzi

Huh huh

Flexing all your bills, flexing all your racks

I got hella motion, throw up seven stacks

Seven foot 11 when I'm on my money

But I ain't The Creator, my racks don't stack funny

You ain't got this money like me

No, no, you ain't like me

And I know that you don't like me

But I don't like you either

26 to the grave

You ain't gonna switch me either

You ain't even six foot, but you'll be six foot under

Stop flexing all those fake racks, they not real either

You fake as hell, you bum as hell, you ain't a diva

Stop flexing all those racks, they ain't yours either

I know they ain't yours either

Count these racks up, like I'm the boss man

Rich like Yeat but never heard of her, she a superfan

Count more bands up than the Taliban

I'm racking these racks up, like I'm Superman

Don't mess with me if you don't want these super hands

You follow everything I do, you a superfan

You copy everything I do, like what's the game plan

And don't say you don't know yet

Count these racks up, like I'm the boss man

Rich like Yeat but never heard of her, she a superfan

Count more bands up than the Taliban

Call my best bro, he a con man

Go to Cancun but I ain't Kankan

Throw these racks up but that's a Hail Mary

Like what's the move

Where you tryna go, where you tryna zoom

I need a piece of that, I can see the motion like me

Up in Malibu, drinking on that potion, it's sweet

Like what's the move

She tryna get all up on me, like what's the move

Like what's the check, woah

You ain't the best, ay

You ain't the best

My chick a supermodel, she my superfan

She gon' ride for me no matter what, don't know the plan

She don't need to be in the gritty with all the fans

As long as she in the whip by my side, yeah by my side

Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh

She a supermodel, she got super everythin' on

Everythin' her super hands touch turns to super gold

Count these racks up, like I'm the boss man

Rich like Yeat but never heard of her, she a superfan

Count more bands up than the Taliban

I'm racking these racks up, like I'm Superman

Don't mess with me if you don't want these super hands