Testo di DRP

You gotta chill the fuck out (Metro Boomin want some more, nigga) My nigga done grabbed the mask and grabbed the strap then kicked the door down We comin' in grab the bag and dropped the pack, then crashed the whole town A nigga was down and bad and now I'm mad he told me slow down I'm on they fuckin' ass, my boy, pass them back and forth now I'm the master I'ma snatch the torch, had to ask the Lord if I'm a star or just an asteroid Striking down to Earth or strengthen up before they help the war Warriors surround a river, waiting in a reservoir Titans I remember, don't get blood upon my uniform I fuck with all my jewelry on I'm fuckin' off a check, I gotta flex for all my niggas gone And all that pressure on my head but I keep pressin' on Give me just a second, it's a message on my cellular phone Uh, okay kick it, drop kick, tear drop, message Kick—