[Intro: A$AP Boli]
Woah, woah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: A$AP Boli]
Into the rap game, uh, outta my folks' place, uh
Orb in like Paige, uh, orb out like Paige, uh
Rose McGowan coupe, droptop on the freeway, uh
It's nothin' that I've ever done, but that's my fantasy

[Verse 1: A$AP Boli]
You can try to get me off this, but I don't respond to hate
Discredit, and demoralize, and laugh in my face
You can tell me I won't make it 'cause I'm comin' in late
You can tell me I won't learn it, but that never stopped Paige, yeah
Drake, Wayne, Em & Ye, I'm rappin' forevеr
Slay beats like a demon, thеy've been the aggressor
I'm on the top floor, down there, how's the weather?
Workin' like Prue had been my predecessor
I'm Daisy Johnson, this my epicenter
Quake up the rap game just like Piper's restaurant
They told me that I couldn't rap, I finessed 'em
Link up with my Elders just like I'm in

[Chorus: A$AP Boli]
Yeah, into the rap game, uh, outta my folks' place, uh
Orb in like Paige, uh, orb out like Paige, uh
Rose McGowan coupe, droptop on the freeway (yeah)
It's nothin' that I've ever done, but that's my fantasy
[Verse 2: A$AP Boli]
Gettin' out of my house, movin' to a Charmed place
That's a similarity between me and Paige
That's what I predict to happen once I've got fame
Just hope they will not lump me in with Mack & MGK
Like woah-oah-oah-oh
I'm more Kanye & more Drizzy with a bit of TTC
And more Travis and more Wayne, but y'all can't get past what you see
The way I see it, life is short, might as well follow my dreams
Like woah-oah-oah-oh
What I can't be
Is someone tryna fake that they're happy
All I need (yeah)
Is a subject, then some lyrics and a beat
Like Paige Matthews, know there's more to life than just degrees
Don't do much work on socials, yeah the socials work for me
Planet 9 and ASTROWORLD, we make systems for the streams
If you don't got no girl, you should not go on IG
It just entraps you, so take it from me

[Chorus: A$AP Boli]
Into the rap game, uh, outta my folks' place, uh
Orb in like Paige, uh, orb out like Paige, uh
Rose McGowan coupe, droptop on the freeway (yeah)
It's nothin' that I've ever done, but that's my fantasy
[Verse 3: A$AP Boli]
Into the rap game, outta my folks' place
What I'll be thinkin', once I'm money makin'
It's like Paige Matthews, under white lights
How I record my music on weekend nights, hah
I've got dark fantasies like Kanye had from Taylor
I'm a gymnast with the words in songs, but don't know what to say to her
Could tell Alyssa Milano was the drama instigator
How'd I get this flexible?
Come on, don't sound so skeptical
Wanna know how Paige feels? Sometimes like she can't deal
With who she thinks she's gotta be, I know, I feel it sim'larly
Even with my music, my parents haven't heard it yet
Prob'ly 'cause I want it to be perfect, ain't got the courage yet
To face rejection from them for my music'd be an awful case
Kinda like at first Piper & Phoebe ain't wanna deal with Paige
I need all my friends to hear it first, because
I don't think you know the pain that it would bring to me
To hear 'em say "you're not cut out to rap," guess what?
No matter what happens, I'll keep going though