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Special Teams Anthem Video (MV)






King Hendrick$ - Special Teams Anthem Lyrics




[ Featuring Top$ide, SKETCH ]

(Top$ide)
Yeah, you know
What we doin', Top?
Yeah (it's game time)
Nobody come inside the stash house 'sides the babysitter (it's game time)
Don't nobody live inside the stash house, you know, ayy (ayy)

Don't nobody live inside the stash house 'sides the babysitter (yeah)
If I take this brick and I turn this brick to three, it's a plagiarism (huh?)
On the first of the month, I'ma always see my fiends, it's a payment system (nigga)
When the plug'll front you on your face, we call that favoritism (favoritism)
I could say it right back before you close your eyes, I made it, nigga (brrt)
If I wreck this car, wake up, buy double R, I'm crazy, nigga (yeah)
You can say what you wanna say, but save it, nigga, the paper thicker (money long)
You know what I'm 'bout to do when I'm out the loop and the cables with us (beep, beep, beep)
My job pay bigger, money mob get paid quicker (quicker)
I was finna go sell this brick until my dog ate it, nigga (yeah)
Ain't no one man bigger than the band, we all would break the trigger (the trigger)
Who else wish they could live inside the mall when they was little? (Hahaha)
Got racks inside the frame, we still got wall pape', my nigga
I used to sell my reggie blunts in the hallway, my nigga
I ain't hearin' that shit you talkin' about, it's blasé, my nigga
You worth a hundred mil', but that's small change, my nigga

Yeah, I could probably play for the Texans, but I still'd be on jets
Catch a plane and never take my jersey off, I feel like Sketch
Tell the chauffeur to stop the car only at the bank, nigga, we blessed
I got all these damn receiving yards for boxes that I catch
Every time the money ffft, it's like I get Tourette's
Met a migo with no fingerprints, he Chapo in the flesh
Still ain't pull my other move, my first move's got me set
I'm in Houston with a rocket, finna takeoff
Yeah, I could probably play for the Texans, but I still'd be on jets
Catch a plane and never take my jersey off, I feel like Sketch
Tell the chauffeur to stop the car only at the bank, nigga, we blessed
I got all these damn receiving yards for boxes that I catch
Every time the money ffft, it's like I get Tourette's
Met a migo with no fingerprints, he Chapo in the flesh
Still ain't pull my other move, my first move's got me set
I'm in Houston with a rocket, finna takeoff

I'm in Houston and the rocket finna take right the f*ck off
(I'm in Houston with a rocket, finna takeoff)
Tuned in live
Will I ever be back? (I'm in Houston with a rocket, finna takeoff)
Ask the racks, don't ask me
(I'm in Houston with a rocket, finna takeoff)
From now on, that's who answer my questions
That's who speak for me (I'm in Houston with a rocket, finna takeoff)
Don't speak to me directly no more, nuh-uh
That's too simple (I'm in Houston with a rocket, finna takeoff)
Feel me?
Talk to the main ones that made me,
They ain't gon' let nothin' get to me (I'm in Houston with a rocket, finna takeoff)
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(Top$ide)
Yeah, you know
What we doin', Top?
Yeah (it's game time)
Nobody come inside the stash house 'sides the babysitter (it's game time)
Don't nobody live inside the stash house, you know, ayy (ayy)

Don't nobody live inside the stash house 'sides the babysitter (yeah)
If I take this brick and I turn this brick to three, it's a plagiarism (huh?)
On the first of the month, I'ma always see my fiends, it's a payment system (nigga)
When the plug'll front you on your face, we call that favoritism (favoritism)
I could say it right back before you close your eyes, I made it, nigga (brrt)
If I wreck this car, wake up, buy double R, I'm crazy, nigga (yeah)
You can say what you wanna say, but save it, nigga, the paper thicker (money long)
You know what I'm 'bout to do when I'm out the loop and the cables with us (beep, beep, beep)
My job pay bigger, money mob get paid quicker (quicker)
I was finna go sell this brick until my dog ate it, nigga (yeah)
Ain't no one man bigger than the band, we all would break the trigger (the trigger)
Who else wish they could live inside the mall when they was little? (Hahaha)
Got racks inside the frame, we still got wall pape', my nigga
I used to sell my reggie blunts in the hallway, my nigga
I ain't hearin' that shit you talkin' about, it's blasé, my nigga
You worth a hundred mil', but that's small change, my nigga

Yeah, I could probably play for the Texans, but I still'd be on jets
Catch a plane and never take my jersey off, I feel like Sketch
Tell the chauffeur to stop the car only at the bank, nigga, we blessed
I got all these damn receiving yards for boxes that I catch
Every time the money ffft, it's like I get Tourette's
Met a migo with no fingerprints, he Chapo in the flesh
Still ain't pull my other move, my first move's got me set
I'm in Houston with a rocket, finna takeoff
Yeah, I could probably play for the Texans, but I still'd be on jets
Catch a plane and never take my jersey off, I feel like Sketch
Tell the chauffeur to stop the car only at the bank, nigga, we blessed
I got all these damn receiving yards for boxes that I catch
Every time the money ffft, it's like I get Tourette's
Met a migo with no fingerprints, he Chapo in the flesh
Still ain't pull my other move, my first move's got me set
I'm in Houston with a rocket, finna takeoff

I'm in Houston and the rocket finna take right the f*ck off
(I'm in Houston with a rocket, finna takeoff)
Tuned in live
Will I ever be back? (I'm in Houston with a rocket, finna takeoff)
Ask the racks, don't ask me
(I'm in Houston with a rocket, finna takeoff)
From now on, that's who answer my questions
That's who speak for me (I'm in Houston with a rocket, finna takeoff)
Don't speak to me directly no more, nuh-uh
That's too simple (I'm in Houston with a rocket, finna takeoff)
Feel me?
Talk to the main ones that made me,
They ain't gon' let nothin' get to me (I'm in Houston with a rocket, finna takeoff)
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Writer: Koshua Hendricks, Steven Powell
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group


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