Welcome to my album
Um, I'm doing this dumbass little like
Intro thing, because I think it was cool
And not gonna lie
Took this beat off f*ckin' YouTube
And, shoutout that producer, because
I can't do shit, that's why
This is the only good song on the album, so
Do yourself a favor, listen to it
It's only a minute long, so how bad could it be?
Ya know, and just do yourself a favor
Get lit, ya know... Here we go
Sam Sack on the track
Bet you didn't see it comin' I'm back
Here to run the rap game, boutta attack
Hottest white boy burnin' shit up with every rap
Don't you ever underestimate
I'm always hype, pullin' up with the cake
If it's 6 AM like holy shit
Imma still be riding the wave
I'm lit, don't kill my vibe
I got way too many racks
I count 'em up 1-2-3-4-5, like
Bitch what did you except?
Runnin' up all these god damn checks, like
Michael Jackson Imma beat it
Billie Jean, Thriller, triple threat
Like yuh
I'm a Hypebeast
I don't care that you don't like me
Cause I'm so god damn supreme
That all of these bitches screamin' wife me
Yea I'm icy, don't try to fight me
Cause I'll always stay on top
Gotta stay on my grind and always shine
So no one takes my spot, aye
All of you bitches know who I am
Every new song got 'em hype like damn
Flexin' on all these hoes
Like a model straight off Instagram
And I'm always servin' straight fire
Do what I want, you do what you can
No I'm never gonna retire
Just gettin started
Seriously Sam, ah
Seriously Sam - Intro Lyrics
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English
Welcome to my album
Um, I'm doing this dumbass little like
Intro thing, because I think it was cool
And not gonna lie
Took this beat off f*ckin' YouTube
And, shoutout that producer, because
I can't do shit, that's why
This is the only good song on the album, so
Do yourself a favor, listen to it
It's only a minute long, so how bad could it be?
Ya know, and just do yourself a favor
Get lit, ya know... Here we go
Sam Sack on the track
Bet you didn't see it comin' I'm back
Here to run the rap game, boutta attack
Hottest white boy burnin' shit up with every rap
Don't you ever underestimate
I'm always hype, pullin' up with the cake
If it's 6 AM like holy shit
Imma still be riding the wave
I'm lit, don't kill my vibe
I got way too many racks
I count 'em up 1-2-3-4-5, like
Bitch what did you except?
Runnin' up all these god damn checks, like
Michael Jackson Imma beat it
Billie Jean, Thriller, triple threat
Like yuh
I'm a Hypebeast
I don't care that you don't like me
Cause I'm so god damn supreme
That all of these bitches screamin' wife me
Yea I'm icy, don't try to fight me
Cause I'll always stay on top
Gotta stay on my grind and always shine
So no one takes my spot, aye
All of you bitches know who I am
Every new song got 'em hype like damn
Flexin' on all these hoes
Like a model straight off Instagram
And I'm always servin' straight fire
Do what I want, you do what you can
No I'm never gonna retire
Just gettin started
Seriously Sam, ah
Um, I'm doing this dumbass little like
Intro thing, because I think it was cool
And not gonna lie
Took this beat off f*ckin' YouTube
And, shoutout that producer, because
I can't do shit, that's why
This is the only good song on the album, so
Do yourself a favor, listen to it
It's only a minute long, so how bad could it be?
Ya know, and just do yourself a favor
Get lit, ya know... Here we go
Sam Sack on the track
Bet you didn't see it comin' I'm back
Here to run the rap game, boutta attack
Hottest white boy burnin' shit up with every rap
Don't you ever underestimate
I'm always hype, pullin' up with the cake
If it's 6 AM like holy shit
Imma still be riding the wave
I'm lit, don't kill my vibe
I got way too many racks
I count 'em up 1-2-3-4-5, like
Bitch what did you except?
Runnin' up all these god damn checks, like
Michael Jackson Imma beat it
Billie Jean, Thriller, triple threat
Like yuh
I'm a Hypebeast
I don't care that you don't like me
Cause I'm so god damn supreme
That all of these bitches screamin' wife me
Yea I'm icy, don't try to fight me
Cause I'll always stay on top
Gotta stay on my grind and always shine
So no one takes my spot, aye
All of you bitches know who I am
Every new song got 'em hype like damn
Flexin' on all these hoes
Like a model straight off Instagram
And I'm always servin' straight fire
Do what I want, you do what you can
No I'm never gonna retire
Just gettin started
Seriously Sam, ah
Writer: Sam Sackstein
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid