Lyrics Wrest13Mania - Shai Coke

Theres one thing left
An event that quite frankly uh
Supersedes the Superbowl

An event that quite frankly has more grandeur
More excitement
More spectacle
We're talkin' about
WRESTLEMANIA!

Don't call me rapper, I swear this shit just like wrestling
All these niggas broke, y'all think they rich cause the shit that they rent?
Come check me out, last time i checked i saw that check was in
Almost 6'2 pop out to shoot like Porzingus and shit

I used to stress, I got some chick, now that shit over with
I sit right next to the chef, I get my order quick
Broke ass niggas walkin 'round in whole Nike fits
I'll push a bitch up out the whip if she deserve the shit

I got my trust out the trash, naw I couldn't give it back
No matter what the bitch said, cause it ain't no since in that
Big chop, it look like a hoverboard strapped cross my back
Boy grown ass hell, ain't got no car just put cheese on the gas

Got what you need grab a p just put cheese on the gas
If niggas question what i say, then I'm standing on that
I think about shit from the past and can't hold in my laugh
If i did you wrong, my bad had to get to a bag

I'd rather run in yo crib than run up a tab
I let the cashier keep the change, I dont look at the tags
Half empty half full, I don't look at the glass
Got a bigger bag outgrew the first I started getting cramps

Feelin' like Ross, I got the sauce and they can't hold me back
Fs all over my body, look like I sleep in class
My IP all green look like i went to cass
Old bitch still ain't get a ring, she did me like Durant

She left when i was broke and now I just see her with hams
These niggas rich how I don't never see em with bands
Bluetooth msr look like a iPhone X in my hand
Just grabbed 11 11s, you'd think I had wished for the bands

MD to West V, I took trips with them bands
Don't treat me like a rap nigga, I'll trip on a fan
I put my pain into words, turned these words into art
If y'all took all these losses when did the winning start, huh

I left the people that wanted and loved the people that needed
I coached myself and taught my neighbor, shit I'm Mr. Feeny
Randy Sauce, I'll do em greasy for paper i mean it
Macbooks was locked in the store, but the pieces had freed it

All these niggas call Jesus when see demons
I ain't tucking if you reachin, then you leave in pieces
For any reason set it off like the Old Latifah
He ain't sleep, that nigga slumped and he ain't breathing

I love the way the choppa move, I feel like Sleepy Brown
I wouldn't change if a nigga had laid in the couch
I only speak for myself, ain't no way I could vouch
Endured the pain and the rain, thats why i drip now

I'm OT, but can come back cause i'm up now
It's only right i head to the 6 after i touch down
Y'all know I don't like jewelry, so fuck a bust down
So much pape that my mama'll never fuss now

Thay say that they real, but I know that they faking
All this sauce on a goat, you'd think i'm jamaican
Slid with the chop in my jeans, you'd think I'm part asian
Put my whole family on, you'd think like i was raised with the Wayans

Got these hoes going crazy at the club
Pulled up they on my dick like I'm HB at the club
You want a 35 or a 7, bitch I'm KD in the club
But I never traded teams, I'm as real as they come (Fact)

Don't call me rapper, I swear this shit just like wrestling
Don't call me rapper, I swear this shit just like wrestling
Don't call me rapper, I swear this shit just like wrestling
All these niggas broke, Y'all think they rich cause the shit that they

Just like wrestling
I ain't no wrestler
I brought the tech in here
All these niggas broke, Y'all think they rich cause
Wrestlemania!