The Champ - SKiNNY CASANOVA

Yeah, If you didn't know now you know

Uhn Look

You'd have to see it to believe it, rarely do I do it for the show
You talk about flowers going round, but see, I got my own
Breaking down the OG Kush, and then I stuff it in a cone
Set the end on fire, take a puff and now I'm in my zone
Took her out to eat, nothing crazy just a smoothie bowl
Ordered me a frozen lemonade, we got our shit to go
Find me out the way, just chillin, plotting on some more
Money on my mind, so when it's callin, everything on hold
If she bout a dollar then it's cool girl, you can roll
If she stimulate my mind, then it's going down fa sho
Tell me that I'm right on time, tell me sumn I don't know
This game can get tricky, gotta keep ya eyes on the goal
Psshhh I'm running circles round the common folk
10 toes down, I feel no pressure when I'm on the rope
The nigga took a swing, but he missed, it's gotta be a joke
4 rounds in, I'm The Champ, I ain't gotta boast

I tried to tell yall man
It's official, like a referee with a whistle
Like a architect with a chisel
And even after school at dismissal
Grab ya lighter you might need to flick it
Marijuana legal, it's the life we live in
This size eleven you wish you could fit in
Nigga, yeah

It's ya boy The Champ man
Aka the smoking Chimney
The big homie Uncle Skinny
Y'all already know what it is

Written by:
Kenneth Dandridge

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