John Cena E

Many of youse cannot see me, five percent. Nah. I-I only want the fame, I want them M's. Some I really live this life, I don't pretend. Nuh-uh. Your bitty on my pipe just 'cause I'm Him. Yeah, I been lit with the extras. Be eating your money for breakfast. We whipping the Beamers and Benzes. Ain't fucking with Hondas and Lexus. I'm popping from Cali to Texas. In Phoenix, they know who the best is. Put grease in the pot and you stretch it. We building a bridge and connect it. Pussy, you hate 'cause it be with me hot. The bag getting big 'cause I stay on the Clock. Giuseppe Du match with the Vlone now. Torpedo, have the heater shout. Nothing left after we come around. Put 'em to rest with the stick in their Mouth. I am a king, you a peasant. So bitch, get the fuck out my presence, yeah. Many of youse cannot see me, five percent. Nah. I-I only want the fame, I want them M's. Some M's. I really live this life, I don't pretend. Nuh-uh. Your bitty on my pipe just 'cause I'm Him. The city looking bright, it's all these lights, I might be high. She been sipping on that Closét, talking blasé, blasé, blah. Fuck who tripping 'cause we got it and we Pop it at his noggin. Air out the whole clip and flee the scene, You know I'm robbing. A foreign, it's the whip. Keep a Glock on my hip. A hundred thousand on the nick. Won't spend a dime on a broke bitch. I hit the block with this here switch. Summer salt make 'em flip. Pay the cost to be this lit. I drip my sauce all in her lips. M-m-many of youse cannot see me, five percent. Nah. I-I only want the fame, I want them M's. Some I really live this life, I don't pretend. Nuh-uh. Your bitty on my pipe just 'cause I'm Him.