[Intro]
(Clear throat)
There we go my throats clear, Uh
[Verse 1: Showmann]
Showmann b**h I'm Conan to every single opponent/
And I'm prepared to just bomb on whoever saying they want it/
Marijuana and some zannies and dammit a n***a rollin/
And excuse me if I'm rude I'm just not polite when I'm sober/
Like Dammit, what is yall smoking, this sh** quiet as rodents/
My pack is way more potent, yall n***as stay on some hoe sh**/
I'm with ya b**h sipping potion, ducked off all that commotion/
And if you on that bullsh** just remember who you approaching/
I got a long a**ed dick, with a short a**ed temper/
Man these n***as act like b**hes being way to sedimental/
And these b**hes act like n***as trying to f** when they don't see you/
And you can't trip unless she your, thats what f**ing hoes gon teach you/
Got me thinking like I'm 80, damn can I make it to 20/
Mama ain't raise her no s**er, you can't trick me out my money/
You'd prolly have a better chance with getting mona lisa dancing/
In the parking lot swervin', seats white marylin manson/
[Hook]
So Where we going, where we going, what we doing, what we doing/
Boy we winning, boy we winning, getting to it, getting to it/ (x2)
So Where we going, where we going, what we doing, what we doing/
Boy we winning, boy we winning, getting to it, getting to it/(x2)
[Verse 2:Showmann]
Said I'd be lying if I said I wasn't bless, boy I'm a mess/
And I confess that I be dressing like I'm rich not really that/
Cuz my momma got doe, my daddy got doe but that don't mean sh** unless its my own/
So I'm in my zone, tryna get grown, tryna make sure that my pockets blown/
Man damn, ain't this a b**h, growing up trying to get rich as sh**/
Trying to spit real deep but everybody want superficial sh**/
Oh well here I go, b**h I'm ballin', b**h I'm ballin/
When you get it like I get it you can call it what I call it/
Shot clock, buzzer beater, parked my bimmer by the meter/
Drink that lean up by the liter, so I'm swerving when I leave here/
Damn right, me and Jae, TME be the team/
Thats my brother, thats my family f** with him you f** with me, Uh/
Probably the product of a low-budget and expectations/
My foamposites all black, but my bracelet do race relations/
Guaranteed a show, every time I hit the scene/
Whats my name, call me show, but on this beat I'm charlie sheen/
[Hook]
[Outro]
So where we going, so what we doing/
You ain't know n***a? We getting to it/
We getting to it/