(Ah yeah, ah yeah, but what did you say?
Yo $. Coup$, Here’s the baton, Man)
Right when I appear, all the underlings drool
And faint – And I’ll swim in that
Woah, all the kids that couldn’t float with their fat tubes
There’s no way they know, they don’t know why
They won’t succeed1 – I have no thoughts to adjust
To them so don’t try to fit me into your thoughts
I’ll nail your ears so hard
That you won’t be able to come outside
Just like that, you’ll always be behind us
It’s not even a royal flush
Don’t need to see it, just need to hear it once

It’s the start line, tie your laces tight
The distance between us and #1 is not far
We’ll take off the sand bags
That dragged us down
Get ready, crouch down (and run)
From last place, we became 2nd place
I wanna be #1 from this tight race
Don’t wanna be popular without a plan
Wanna fill up
Many ears with our stories (pull up)

Hold up, this feels a bit heavy
After we steal all eyes, we’ll jump around lightly
Turnt up I don’t give a
What What What What What
What you gonna say