Uhuh, uhuh okay, okay, okay, okay
Ayy, I do what I want, on my day to day
You do what you can, nah that ain't the same
And I did it on my own, I'ma stay that way
I go Damian Wayne, give you major pains
I go back and make a fillin'
Let the stash grow
Didn't take a deal even when the cash low
Number eight the meal
Now I'm eatin' maestro
Blowin' gas, so I'm sorry I'm an asshole
Pardon me, but it's not a cheap fragrance
Treat me like a walk on, I gotta keep pacing
Gotta be patient
If I'm not the starter I'ma replace him
Big bag, all star, free agent
No contract but the pack so thorough
If I block contact they get
Madder than my old girl
Had to leave Ohio like Joe Burrow
Now I'm back tryna take over the whole world
Ayy, I feel like the number one draft pick
Get the hat
Judge you when my name on the back
I feel like the number one draft pick
Get the hat
Judge you when my name on the back
I feel like the number one draft pick
Get the hat
Judge you when my name on the back
I feel like the number one draft pick
Get the hat
Judge you when my name on the back
Yeah I said it
You can never live a lie and die a legend
If the devil at the door call the reverend
I'ma need a lot of help to get to heaven
Maybe I'm in hell, I can't even tell
50 dollar streak but I wanted Taco Bell
I've been workin' so hard
I can't even chill
Had to give her 50 more 'cause
She ain't on the pill
Met her while she dancin' she a Cancer
She my Roy Manson, I'm Willy Hanson
Sugar daddy got a mansion
It's in the Hamptons
Who you think you fancy, you think you fancy
Huh?
Tell my mama that I'm 'bout to be an icon
Put my talent on Jimmy Fallon
I'm wavin' hi mom even when I fell in I
Hit nothing but the nylon
Stoner feel like Allen when
He steppin' over Tyronn, motherf*cker
My top five, completely unbiased, is
Scruby, Dilon, Dilon, Dilon, dilon
That's a hill I'm willin' to die on
I'll go up and get it like Zion
Motherf*cker
Ayy, I feel like the number one draft pick
Get the hat
Judge you when my name on the back
I feel like the number one draft pick
Get the hat
Judge you when my name on the back
I feel like the number one draft pick
Get the hat
Judge you when my name on the back
I feel like the number one draft pick
Get the hat
Judge you when my name on the back
Cal Scruby - #1 Draft Pick Lyrics
Cal Scruby - #1 Draft Pick Lyrics
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English
Uhuh, uhuh okay, okay, okay, okay
Ayy, I do what I want, on my day to day
You do what you can, nah that ain't the same
And I did it on my own, I'ma stay that way
I go Damian Wayne, give you major pains
I go back and make a fillin'
Let the stash grow
Didn't take a deal even when the cash low
Number eight the meal
Now I'm eatin' maestro
Blowin' gas, so I'm sorry I'm an asshole
Pardon me, but it's not a cheap fragrance
Treat me like a walk on, I gotta keep pacing
Gotta be patient
If I'm not the starter I'ma replace him
Big bag, all star, free agent
No contract but the pack so thorough
If I block contact they get
Madder than my old girl
Had to leave Ohio like Joe Burrow
Now I'm back tryna take over the whole world
Ayy, I feel like the number one draft pick
Get the hat
Judge you when my name on the back
I feel like the number one draft pick
Get the hat
Judge you when my name on the back
I feel like the number one draft pick
Get the hat
Judge you when my name on the back
I feel like the number one draft pick
Get the hat
Judge you when my name on the back
Yeah I said it
You can never live a lie and die a legend
If the devil at the door call the reverend
I'ma need a lot of help to get to heaven
Maybe I'm in hell, I can't even tell
50 dollar streak but I wanted Taco Bell
I've been workin' so hard
I can't even chill
Had to give her 50 more 'cause
She ain't on the pill
Met her while she dancin' she a Cancer
She my Roy Manson, I'm Willy Hanson
Sugar daddy got a mansion
It's in the Hamptons
Who you think you fancy, you think you fancy
Huh?
Tell my mama that I'm 'bout to be an icon
Put my talent on Jimmy Fallon
I'm wavin' hi mom even when I fell in I
Hit nothing but the nylon
Stoner feel like Allen when
He steppin' over Tyronn, motherf*cker
My top five, completely unbiased, is
Scruby, Dilon, Dilon, Dilon, dilon
That's a hill I'm willin' to die on
I'll go up and get it like Zion
Motherf*cker
Ayy, I feel like the number one draft pick
Get the hat
Judge you when my name on the back
I feel like the number one draft pick
Get the hat
Judge you when my name on the back
I feel like the number one draft pick
Get the hat
Judge you when my name on the back
I feel like the number one draft pick
Get the hat
Judge you when my name on the back
Ayy, I do what I want, on my day to day
You do what you can, nah that ain't the same
And I did it on my own, I'ma stay that way
I go Damian Wayne, give you major pains
I go back and make a fillin'
Let the stash grow
Didn't take a deal even when the cash low
Number eight the meal
Now I'm eatin' maestro
Blowin' gas, so I'm sorry I'm an asshole
Pardon me, but it's not a cheap fragrance
Treat me like a walk on, I gotta keep pacing
Gotta be patient
If I'm not the starter I'ma replace him
Big bag, all star, free agent
No contract but the pack so thorough
If I block contact they get
Madder than my old girl
Had to leave Ohio like Joe Burrow
Now I'm back tryna take over the whole world
Ayy, I feel like the number one draft pick
Get the hat
Judge you when my name on the back
I feel like the number one draft pick
Get the hat
Judge you when my name on the back
I feel like the number one draft pick
Get the hat
Judge you when my name on the back
I feel like the number one draft pick
Get the hat
Judge you when my name on the back
Yeah I said it
You can never live a lie and die a legend
If the devil at the door call the reverend
I'ma need a lot of help to get to heaven
Maybe I'm in hell, I can't even tell
50 dollar streak but I wanted Taco Bell
I've been workin' so hard
I can't even chill
Had to give her 50 more 'cause
She ain't on the pill
Met her while she dancin' she a Cancer
She my Roy Manson, I'm Willy Hanson
Sugar daddy got a mansion
It's in the Hamptons
Who you think you fancy, you think you fancy
Huh?
Tell my mama that I'm 'bout to be an icon
Put my talent on Jimmy Fallon
I'm wavin' hi mom even when I fell in I
Hit nothing but the nylon
Stoner feel like Allen when
He steppin' over Tyronn, motherf*cker
My top five, completely unbiased, is
Scruby, Dilon, Dilon, Dilon, dilon
That's a hill I'm willin' to die on
I'll go up and get it like Zion
Motherf*cker
Ayy, I feel like the number one draft pick
Get the hat
Judge you when my name on the back
I feel like the number one draft pick
Get the hat
Judge you when my name on the back
I feel like the number one draft pick
Get the hat
Judge you when my name on the back
I feel like the number one draft pick
Get the hat
Judge you when my name on the back