Trey Coachman - World Champs lyrics

[Verse 1: Trey] Boy. I might be braggin' Say knock on wood I took down a cabin I got a chip on my shoulder Approach me to battle me y'all know it's over Cause I'm very certain That this person in the mirror Has a message that's clearer Try to criticize me I'm on that level of the Hoover Dam You more like a beaver (Oh man!) I got paid my bread, lettuce, and cheese last week It's appropriate for me to go ham Cause these boys sound so sweet (Bon appétit) ‘Cause it's not like, I grow straight overnight Oh wait I do... So let me do what I'm supposed to By being a monster that conquers And make my boys go bonkers By my flow on top of beat of lockers Disproving imposters and make them sweat out their boxers (That's gross fam) For trying to speak on my behalf Sit down before I gift you with a long peaceful nap (They get the message) Boy I'm going amp Influenced by Gambino on ‘Camp' And from my group where we chant “TEARS OF BLOOD” With these teachers that are pro-drug I'm just playing What am I feeling right now? I believe its greatness Imma state this On that first placement And this all started from the basement [Chorus: Trey] Oh snap, we put the per on the end of dap Perhaps, some of these kids over here just wanna scrap Let's cap, all these noise complaints for the way our black hands clap They'll react, ‘cause right now I'm feeling like a world champ [Verse 2: James and Trey] (James) Let's take it back To the very beginning The freshman back than I was feeling kinda fresh and Skate shirt 5 11's and some fresh vans Never really thought that I would end up with my best friends That's CSavage That's Dirt Nasty That's Trey C That's Juvenile That's Young Chop That's D Kief Ugh took four years look at what he did Four tapes and I'm still chillin' with the kid k**in' it with this 16's spittin' 16's before we turn 16 Ugh this about time that we made it Cap and gown on so you know we graduated Couple bars in but I go hard 'Til the beat ends to a restart And I'm just trying to do me Finished high school last week Summer start up so I'm givin' out heat Tennessee to spit Tennessee penitentiary yet it's hot bars and I'm only 18 The point of this verse is to say just chill out cause it's only just high school You don't like me that's like you Just because I'm not just like you Hi I'm cool! It's likely you might be just kinda a tool (Trey) Yeah maybe true We do what we do Minimum rules When we step out of school Keep your distance Cause these bars show we rap better then Christmas Get dismiss Ball better than the Pistons We in this Crackin' Guinness [Chorus: Trey] Oh snap, we put the per on the end of dap Perhaps, some of these kids over here just wanna scrap Let's cap, all these noise complaints for the way our black hands clap They'll react, ‘cause right now I'm feeling like a world champ [Verse 3: Joel] No! Please don't do it Please don't put me on the mixtape It's a mistake cause I dictate on the first take Boy you know what happens when I get space Beast in the cage I'm a freak on the page And I beat on this beat 'Till I'm beat in the face World Champs so we leading the race And we leavin' the amateurs Needing some pace Man I spit too hard But I swear that it's too easy No L's just B E So I ain't trying be cool Man I'm trying to be me Yeah I'm just trying be me Huh and they try to beat me Claiming that they one in a million But all they try to do is repeat Yo, see this ain't average My mind is a nine That's three hat-tricks I'm messy with the meta's A pope with the letta's So I send these kiddy rappers to the pediatrics See this is the part where I triplet flow and do not say anything special This cadence is fillable, but it sounds so good on this instrumental Been a couple years since Otis Got a little better, I a**umed you noticed Shots to the Squad That's Levi, Cam, Trey, James, and Yung Chop You know this High School and spent them with the best of these The mixtape is the same old recipe So rest with these the memories And give silence to the beat Let it please go rest in peace Outro [Chorus: Trey] Oh snap, we put the per on the end of dap Perhaps, some of these kids over here just wanna scrap Let's cap, all these noise complaints for the way our black hands clap They'll react, ‘cause right now I'm feeling like a world champ