Who's Next? Testo

Twenty million in the bank, then I woke up
All the haters be like children, I don't see 'em growing up
This is fucking Hiroshima, yeah we blowing this shit up
Dreams of being in a beamer with a girl to fill my cup
No competition, I'm killing 'em all
They call me Messi, the way that I ball
Shoot like a spring ain't no way that i fall
I beat the game now the players on call
No one stealing my paper, this shit is a forest
Get so many flowers they call me florist I stay where I started, I'm never a tourist
I exit the scene like my first name is Boris

Step one, step back
I'm here to make 50 racks, that's fax
Spend all that shit on a Lex, no flex
Left him all red like a text, who's next?
Step one, step back
I'm here to make 50 racks, that's fax
Spend all that shit on a Lex, no flex
Left him all red like a text, who's next?

Coming with the heat, moths to the flame
I don't even need the beat, all you pussy bitches lame
Everybody take a seat, so you remember the name
'Cause one chance is all I need, Noah hungry for the fame
It's in my D.N.A., I can only stop once I know we okay
We don't break. Carrying the burden, it's a piece of cake
She said i was going bad, I said I don't wanna sleep
All the demons in my head, I close my eyes they're haunting me
Step one, step back
I'm here to make 50 racks, that's fax
Spend all that shit on a Lex, no flex
Left him all red like a text, who's next?
Step one, step back
I'm here to make 50 racks, that's fax
Spend all that shit on a Lex, no flex
Left him all red like a text, who's next?