CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : HERCULES
Ah, I’m in the bay smoking broccoli come and rock with me
Like DRAM, damn, love how my cash machine always talk to me
And I’m a scholar no Socrates but they flocking on the gram, man
My haters biggest hobby is stalking me
Aye, you sapping up all my energy I can’t entertain no entity that’s constantly tryna make some amenities
My money deep like the Kennedy’s need a remedy to ease up on these haters throw paper at all my enemies
Wings on like Amenadiel know I been a lil quiet but you better not sleep on me like some Benadryl
Ben & Jerry’s my flavor I put in labor this so hot it could burn you ‘fore you listen come sign this waiver, ah
Mic, mic 1, 2 sound check
I’m so icy like the chain on my body I’m at your neck
Got my money in the stash, and a hunnid on the dash
And I know my sh*t is fire tell a hater run it back, ah
Ah, I’m in the bay smoking broccoli come and rock with me
Like DRAM, damn, love how my cash machine always talk to me
And I’m a scholar no Socrates but they flocking on the gram, man
My haters biggest hobby is stalking me (finish him!)
I’m boutta flex like I’m Hercules, wearing Birkens while on Mercury cause even in space, comfort come first to me
See how my haters convert to me, I’m the one like the first degree, ain’t a question I know I’m the hottest certainly
My squad is rolling where I go I’m boutta T-up like Iroh I blaze up on the interstate guess I always take the high road
I’m so f**king creative meanwhile you stuck in survival, you best be minding your business or imma dog you like Fido
Like DRAM, damn, love how my cash machine always talk to me
And I’m a scholar no Socrates but they flocking on the gram, man
My haters biggest hobby is stalking me
Aye, you sapping up all my energy I can’t entertain no entity that’s constantly tryna make some amenities
My money deep like the Kennedy’s need a remedy to ease up on these haters throw paper at all my enemies
Wings on like Amenadiel know I been a lil quiet but you better not sleep on me like some Benadryl
Ben & Jerry’s my flavor I put in labor this so hot it could burn you ‘fore you listen come sign this waiver, ah
Mic, mic 1, 2 sound check
I’m so icy like the chain on my body I’m at your neck
Got my money in the stash, and a hunnid on the dash
And I know my sh*t is fire tell a hater run it back, ah
Ah, I’m in the bay smoking broccoli come and rock with me
Like DRAM, damn, love how my cash machine always talk to me
And I’m a scholar no Socrates but they flocking on the gram, man
My haters biggest hobby is stalking me (finish him!)
I’m boutta flex like I’m Hercules, wearing Birkens while on Mercury cause even in space, comfort come first to me
See how my haters convert to me, I’m the one like the first degree, ain’t a question I know I’m the hottest certainly
My squad is rolling where I go I’m boutta T-up like Iroh I blaze up on the interstate guess I always take the high road
I’m so f**king creative meanwhile you stuck in survival, you best be minding your business or imma dog you like Fido
