Pi’erre Bourne
Gas Olympics*
[Verse]
Yeah, Gas Olympics, gold medalist, see how high we be getting
Gold medalist, Michael Phelps, I be swimming
Gold on my wrist, yeah, my rollie don't be ticking
She got hella dishes, so I'm fucking up her kitchen
Let me stretch her out, baby, we could do some fitness
I ain't worried about them other n****s, they not like me
N****s play 2K, I spent 2k on my jeans
You play FIFA game, yo bitch kicking shit with me
Hit her out the park, with the Ken Griffey swing
Coretta Scott King
Arthur, I'm the king, yeah, I gotta protеct the queen
Checkmate mе, checkmate me, spend more money
I'm so flea, D.O.G., so Scooby
You my june june, you Scrappy
Checkerboard, you know like a taxi
Blastoise, she gon' water pump for me
I know you be feeling so lonely
I've been here before, I was so broke
All them n****s around me, they got no hoes
Had to leave y'all n****s, had to hit the road
[?] lost my hoe, I don't even know
[?] lost my hoe, I keep on blowing smoke
Baby girl, stop that, why you so stiff
If you leave me now, go jump off that cliff
Got no time now, rollie on my wrist
If it was up to me, you'll be my bitch-