Victory

How the hell we get right here, we makin' history I know them hoes, they sick as hell, they live in misery She shakin' ass, we countin pros, see it's a difference see? See me and all my niggas takin' dubs it's a winning spree I'm steady getting love, every day it's been a victory Whoever versin' us, man, they'll never see a victory AC be the one, I need my bread to where the ceiling meet I'm steady goin' up, I stay in touch cause I got humble feet She told me I got wings on my back, they just robin' jeans Niggas taking everything I got, even robbin genes But everything I go and do and plot, they can't do like me And everybody that was sayin' stop, all we seen was green I told you AC be the one, you couldn't humble me She knew I was the one, she was mad that she fumbled me Told her that my name Chase cause all the hoes after me She from out of town, it's gon' take some gettin' used to me We good now, I know this ain't where we used to be California king, watchin' movies, rubbin' on her feet My bitch, put that shit on, her cosmetics fleet Freestylin' with the wood, burn the hole in my jeans I be tryin' to tell all these hoes that I ain't ordinary She walked in, Prada down, that bitch the Devil Every time niggas get a check, they wanna f*ck it up Instead of doin' right with it, they wanna come tell us Cause he never touch pape, this his first time She gon' give me neck, give me face time We need some roleplayers, everybody franchise That's like puttin' Michael Jordan on the front line Yeah, they looking up AC and B, we the ones you wanna be She callin' me a D.O.G., I got the gift of G.O.D She wanna play a petty game, hoe I came from deities Now don't look crazy when you hear my name, AC overseas They sayin' AC be the one, yeah, I know you heard of me I'm walkin' on a different level, these Bikkembergs raisin' my feet You niggas ain't chasin' no goals, yall rather fantasizin' dreams You boys ain't walkin' in my step, I'm Jabbawockeez with my feet I'm Ludacrising in this bitch, the way I'm steppin' on this beat Remember times getting belittle, now I walk with giant feet She adore the Y3, got her stuck like siamese Need so much paper on the floor, I'm layin' in a money sea They sayin' AC be the one, I make a cult before I leave I'll inspire all my niggas, ain't no bar they can't reach See, I be chill in CDG, but I get sleazy in Celine And I be itchin' for the pape I got in these Miyaki jeans