Champions - Ye/Gucci Mane/Big Sean/2 Chainz

Lifestyle on camera

Hundred thousand dollar chandelier

They tried to turn me to an animal

But white people think I'm radical

Supermodels think I'm handsome

You might think I'm too aggressive

Really I think I'm too passive

Til I pull out the chopper start blastin'

1500 all in singles straight up

Throw it up watch it fall and drop

Round and round they go

Round and round they go

Pray for me

I'm about to hit the ye button

I don't wanna say nothing wrong

But it'd be wrong if I ain't say nothing

Imagine if I ain't say something

Wasn't nothing you could say nothing

I done lost and made money

Now I'm makin' something they can't take from me

Now I'm fresh out of debt in this mothaf**ka

And they still ain't ready yet for a mothaf**ka

Yeezy might have to go and put his Louis on

I'm 'bout to go Gucci in the Gucci store

Fresh out the pen in this mothaf**ka

And they still ain't ready yet for a mothaf**ka

Gucci mane and I'm 'bout to put my yeezys on

Now that Gucci's home it's over for you Gucci clones

1500 all in singles straight up

Throw it up watch it fall and drop

Round and round they go

Round and round they go

Champions we run the city

Number one they falling from the top

Round and round they go

Round and round they go

Look I say a prayer for my enemies

They cannot slow down what's meant for me

Funny how they come around like I can't see through their secret identities

Lately it's all about zen and me

Subtractin' the negative energy

With the family turn your a** to a memory

I'm with the team of the century

I blow the check up detonation

Kill 'em one by one final destination

Time my destination

I got guardian angels all around a ni**a that's the flexin' single

I'm a mothaf**kin' champion

This right here the f**kin' anthem

I can't dap you without hand san'

I don't know where your dirty a** hands been

I wake up to like a hundred texts

Championship team but we can't cut the net

She all off in my jersey looking underdressed

I'm finna buy this b**ch a honda CRX

With 1500

1500 all in singles straight up

Throw it up watch it fall and drop

Round and round they go

Round and round they go round and round they go

Round and round they go

Ridin' be slimin' and ride with the woes

That ni**a die in a hole

I took a nap in the pulpit

I never like how a suit fit

I got a pocket full of money

It got me walking all slew-foot

I'm on my wave like a cruise ship

In that hoe's mouth like a toothpick

Anyone get in my way

Nothing to say I tote them choppas like pool sticks

I wear pajamas to ruth's Chris

Couldn't walk a mile in my new kicks

I come and find your apartments

We never had our damn pool fixed

Walk in the mall with my new b**ch

Tell that b**ch get the whole rack

My new b**ch gon' pull me a new b**ch

Then pull me a new b**ch

See that is a snowball effect

I got gold on my neck

Looking like a super bowl on my neck

I got a mansion full of marble floors

It look like I could go bowl in this b**ch

It look like I could go bowl in this b**ch

Like I'm a serial killer

I put the real in gorilla

I did this sh*t for my niggas

1500 all in singles straight up

Throw it up watch it fall and drop

Round and round they go

Round and round they go round and round they go

Round and round they go

Ridin' be slimin' and ride with the woes

That ni**a die in a hole

Champions we run the city

Number one they falling from the top

Round and round they go

Round and round they go round and round they go

Round and round they go

Ridin' be slimin' and ride with the woes

That ni**a die in a hole

Reach for my chain is suicide

Car drive fit two inside

They mad at ye cause he all in the neighborhood

But he let them goons inside

Let's f**k up the neighborhood

Let's f**k up the neighborhood

Buy every house in this b**ch

You know that the money good

My racks in the kitchen go round and round

Play with the kid I'm a gun you down

The roof on that wraith in the lost and found

Official trapper let me show it down

More sh*t than a pamper

All we rock is bandanas

Whips on nasty no manners

I just got head in a phantom

She say she don't want a chump baby want a champ

She say money make her strip Gucci make her damp

1017's the squad Gucci mane's the stamp

And he don't ever sleep he's a f**kin' vamp

I heard your b**ch ride on the bus you don't give a damn

My b**ch drive a lamb' you should call her ma'am

I love my auntie jean but f**k uncle Sam

I'm a walking money machine check my instagram

Never test the kid so I don't have to clown

My city treat me like a king I should wear a crown

And I don't really f**k around

I gave my b**ch two mil' cause she stuck around

1500 all in singles straight up

Throw it up watch it fall and drop

Round and round they go

Round and round they go round and round they go

Round and round they go

Ridin' be slimin' and ride with the woes

That ni**a die in a hole

Champions we run the city

Number one they falling from the top

Round and round they go

Round and round they go round and round they go

Ridin' be slimin' and ride with the woes

That ni**a die in a hole