fairy tale
[Intro]
Once upon a time
[Chorus]
Huh, back in the trenches, bitch, we gonna stay where we at
Sound off the horns, bitch, it's time to attack
Fuck a lil' Trojan horse, bitch, we seeing through that
I'm living in a fairy tale, lil' bitch, don't need no map
You a lil' kid with a diaper, looking like Timmy from Rugrats
Super senior and a freshman, ask them, "Where my hug at?"
Wearing sunglasses can't see UV rays, can't see a dumbass
Everyday at school, my friends ask me, "PJ, where you been at?"
[Verse 1]
I been scoring goals like Ronaldinho
I been throwing up two fours like Peeno
I been stacking money now its taller than Reno
I been making diamonds like Sierra Leone
Making this music, not going to stop
Feeling like YoungBoy, bitch, feeling like Top
I'm from the West whеre we get you likе "Bop"
Rest in peace Takeoff and rest in peace Glock
I ain't gonna ever stop, lil bitch, I ain't gonna stop
Got my own ultras, ho, I got my own Kop
Pumping my fist in the air when I win like Jurgen Klopp
This all part of the script, lil' bitch, this a part of the plot
They saying, "Pole Joe stop it"
Finny making beats like Bop-It
Fucking up your city like Stockton
Anything I like I cop it
I don't really make hits often
Anytime I do, they're awesome
Lucky like Celts, like Boston
Maybe like the ones from Scotland
I'm alive and kicking in my tomb
I'm the veteran, you're new
Feel like J' Block gonna sue
'Cause you know I'm cooking in the stu'
Celebrate the win on yall
I'm cooking up, even Gordon Ramsay likes my food
On my neck there's foreign jewels
They so cold I'll never get a flu
On my neck there's Roman jewels
They shine so bright make you go stupid
I body this beat, Ray Lewis
I go retarded make you confused
I win and you always lose
Not talking 'bout him, I'm talking 'bout you
Whole hunnid mil' on my chain
Meanwhile you got yours from Temu
[Chorus]
Huh, back in the trenches, bitch, we gonna stay where we at
Sound off the horns, bitch, it's time to attack
Fuck a lil' Trojan horse, bitch, we seeing through that
I'm living in a fairy tale, lil' bitch, don't need no map
You a lil' kid with a diaper, looking like Timmy from Rugrats
Super senior and a freshman, ask them, "Where my hug at?"
Wearing sunglasses can't see UV rays, can't see a dumbass
Everyday at school, my friends ask me, "PJ, where you been at?"
[Outro: Daniel Larson]
I will bomb your house
'Till the day you fucking die!
Bomb you!
Bomb you!
Bomb you!
Bomb you!
Bomb you!
Kill you!
Kill you!
Kill you!