Ransom

[Intro: Rock City] Ah Yo, I don't usually like light-skinned people, huh (I'm back, baby) But this motherfucker here so raw, for sure (So raw) On some real shit though Rock City (Huh) PTFAO, baby That's our name, yeah You know what, matter of fact Grafitti, baby, haha Chris Brown, what up, baby? Who else you know can do it like us, man? Hold up, Rock City We got the boy Chris Brown I know y'all gon' try to take our first song (Woah, woah) He ain't singin' no motherfuckin' more (Biotch) You know what? Who else can do it like us, man? [Verse 1: Chris Brown, Rock City] I go by the name of young Chris Breezy It's hard to see me (Why?) 'cause I'm fly as a plane and my swag is in 3D (Damn) I do this in my sleep, in other words, it's really easy New album comin' soon and I'm callin' it Graffiti (Yes) They yellin', "Calm down Chris, please take it easy" (Easy) I am takin' it easy, but they do not believe me (Oh) Is it 'cause I'm gettin' this cash money like Weezy? Ridin' in my Lambo' listenin' to Jeezy? (Oops) I got a Spanish chica, all she wanna do is please me (I know) So shawty got her face right above where my knees be (Haha) Super freaky and I call her Flavor of Love 'Cause she's willin' to do anythin' just to be on the TV Hot as ever and there's somethin' y'all should know Told ya that I wasn't playin', so in I go (Go in) Have you ever seen me and Rock City's live show? All I gotta say is PTFAO But enough about them, now it's back to me (Back to Brown) I'm on my grind every day 'cause I gots to be (Let's go) I'm on another level, homie, and it's sad to see That I'm killin' it and I ain't even a rapper, B VA where it all goes down The home of Clipse, Missy, Trey Songz, and your boy Chris Brown I gotta represent, homie, for my hometown If you ain't know before, nigga, now you know now While I'm at it, let me wave a Virgin Islands Flag (Ayy) 'Cause if I don't, Rock City's gon' get mad (You know, yeah) I'm so fly that even when I'm not on a airplane Homie, I be still gettin' jet lag [Interlude: Rock City, Chris Brown] You a foul motherfucka, boy Yeah, that's just a little verse, man I was just havin' fun But I brought my homies (Hahaha) All the way from the Virgin Islands What dem say? I like the way you did that We goin' in, let's go Let's go [Verse 2: Rock City] Fresh off the leash, fresh off the streets (Okay) Same timin' so I guess you can say I'm fresh off the beach (What?) If there's five best rappers, homie, let's all compete And if you ain't spittin' crack, step the hell off the beat (Biotch) Whatever's your favorite song, most likely we wrote it (Haha) If you hate me, you love me too and you even know it My brother in the back yellin', "Please don't do it" (Don't do it) But Chris Brown killed it, so I'm about to blow it I'm a serial killer, microphone gorilla 2010 thriller, can't nobody do it iller (Yes) I got a new name that you can call me instead of Don't talk, refer to me as Mr. One Hell of a Nigga Who you know do it bigger than me and Chris Brizzle? The flow so cold like the mic is a popsicle When I'm done, you gon' have to put the mic in the hospital And I ain't even killed it, okay, maybe a little [Outro: Rock City] Hold on, hold on, I'm buggin' (VA up) Car keys (VI up, haha) House keys (We gon' do it big) Apartment keys (We 'bout to crush everything) The Virgin Islands getaway keys (I put that on my daughter) We a long motherfuckin' way from broke (I put that on my sons) Got my homie Chris Breezy (And I put that on my mama) And before I leave, you know what's up Boy, what up? (PTFAO) (Rock City) I just like to talk shit, don't stop the beat (Graffiti) The engineer was just like, "I need to stop the beat for you" It's all good though (Y'all already know) Y'all better remember where you heard it first (We tell 'em) Chris Brown, Rock City In my best Khaled impression (We got a lot of shit to come) We the Best! Shout out the homie Drake Shout out to Trey Songz Everybody in VA Right about now