Ah, I ain´t even gon´ count down for you niggas (Turn the beat up some)
The Butcher comin´, I´ma surprise you niggas

I been on

So long, people startin´ to hate it, they feel scorn
I see the looks on all they faces and I´m torn
It´s like, I ain´t wanna do this, but if it gotta be a shootin´
I guess I´ma be the shooter, you been warned
I´m in this bitch, poppin´ Ace like I´m Shawn
They play your shit, look at the gang and then we yawn
Why would he make that lame choice?
Man, these niggas couldn´t score if they had game point

And I´m ´Bron
After the chip, I told my folks back home, "So long"
I move my family and my bricks to a place where it´s warm

I´m back in championship condition
I can´t resist all this winnin´
It´s like me and success built a bond

So let´s stay brief
I´m in a rush at TSA, they tryna X-ray me
I made my bitch so bad that her ex can´t speak
The only way to make her litter is a sex tape leak, a little porn

Hahaha
Come on, I´m just fuckin´ around (Uh-huh)
Yeah, uh

Fuck the world, am I wrong?
I´m in the V.I.P., a hundred niggas strong
Hustlers yellin´ from the bleachers, "Put me on"
I ran it up, ain´t take me long

My life a story out of Psalms
And I can put that on my mother, first-born
In my city, I´m King Kong
Kim Jong Un, to me, you niggas like this small
Say, "White bitch," I probably meant what a brick cost
I´m in a five-star hotel suite with a Swiss broad
Then I´m gone
Pinky ring of a don
Bad boy like I´m Sean
I´m like Goldeneye Bond
That´s twenty-five inf´ beams scopin´ out harm (Brrt)
So how you niggas gon´ hide from us with polka dots on?
You niggas is drawn
You probably heard when I got shot
I brought a Rollie, AP, and a Cartier after that watch (You heard that too)

I been back home fifty times since all the rumors were chillin´
These killers with me keep asking me, "What we doin´?"
Them niggas bored

Ayy, yo, get the champagne
Ayy, yo, Hit-Boy, we gon´ get the champagne and goggles
We sprayin´ this shit everywhere, we goin´ to Illio´s
Tell ´em open the back room up for us
Let´s go

And I´m ´Bron
After the chip, I told my folks back home, "So long"
I move my family and my bricks to a place where it´s warm

I´m back in championship condition
I can´t resist all this winnin´
It´s like me and success built a bond (Bond)