paroles de chanson The Beat - Julian

Buck wild in this bitch
And every single Winter
They were calling me the grinch
I was

I'm the best in the game
I make em' lame
I got a hundred reasons
To remember this name
I come with the hook
I got the world shook
Some of ya'll
Need to open up a book
Jumping off stage
Yeah I got rage
Ya'll can't keep me
Locked in a cage
I'm going to break free
I'm gong to do me
I don't give a fuck
I'm the Bass Trap King
I don't give a fuck
I'm the

Everybody going
Buck wild in this bitch
And every single Winter
They were calling me the grinch
I was
Up late in the studio
Cooking heat
Now I'm the one to beat
Going
Buck wild in this busy-izzy-otch
And every single Summer
They'll be sweating because I'm hot
I been
Up late in the studio
Cooking heat
Now I'm the one with the beat

Close up post up
What's up now I know shit
Ya'll act tough behind a microphone shit
MMA I'm on some breaking bone shit
Ya'll ain't scaring nothing with that gun shit
I'm the real deal
How does that feel
Cut like an orange peel
Whip like a hot wheel
Ladies love me
I'm getting money
J making hits around here
Nothing funny
J making hits around here

Everybody going
Buck wild in this bitch
And every single Winter
They were calling me the grinch
I was
Up late in the studio
Cooking heat
Now I'm the one to beat
Going
Buck wild in this busy-izzy-otch
And every single Summer
They'll be sweating because I'm hot
I been
Up late in the studio
Cooking heat
Now I'm the one with the beat

Now I'm the one with the beat