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[Intro]
What’s wrong with being handsome?
A handsome guy like me is one of a kind
Just want you by my side
Pretty girls next to me – a playboy’s paradise
[Chorus]
(Summer’s got another hit)
Make way for the handsome king to pass
Elite pedigree, passport full of visas
Got a pool table at home but chose the rapper’s path
Strum my guitar and I’m gone, yeah
Make way for the handsome king to pass
Elite pedigree, passport full of visas (yuh, yuh, yuh)
Got a pool table at home but chose the rapper’s path
Strum my guitar and I’m—
[Verse 1]
Y’all love to talk, I don’t know who you are (yeah, aight)
Y’all love to hate, I don’t know who you are (yeah, aight)
All I know is I’m the GOAT, that’s right (that’s right)
I don’t play by the rules of the game (I don’t)
Say I’m sabotaging my career?
Just made a track with Cầm’s dad – still winning big time
Pretty girls get invited to the stu
But leeches better stay away, don’t kill my vibe (hey)
By 2030 they’ll call me a genius (skrt)
Haters keep using fake accounts to hate (hate)
Tùng hits the streets with these crazy flows (facts)
Nurse told me “You’ve got GOAT blood in your veins”
2-3 years in the game, still undefeated (y’all old)
Still bagging every girl I ever wanted, yeah
In my own lane, I don’t need to race (don’t)
Send me beats at midnight, I’ll return demos by noon (hello)
[Pre-Chorus]
Make way for the new swag (swag)
My lyrics? All cap (cap)
Tùng with the curly fro, no durag (nah)
Every date night with girls, I bring two racks (racks)
Hit me up if you wanna go cruising, yeah
White Audi picks you up smooth riding, yeah
Black loafers, Gentle M – lookin’ silly (look)
But pull up to Yên Phụ and I’m gone in a flash (let’s go)
[Chorus]
(Make way for the handsome king… repeated)
[Interlude]
One for the plug, yeah
One for the buzz (hey)
One for the bros (hey)
One for the money (hey)… (repeated)
[Verse 2]
PhD diplomas? Got stacks at home (okay)
Girls think I’m just a rapper, think I’m just for fun (not really)
No crews, no gangs (ah-nah)
No fancy titles to make noise (oops)
Sofa (sofa)
Coffee (coffee)
Scoping girls (scoping girls)
All night (all night)
Music (music)
Getting high (getting high)
Smoking up (smoking up)
Living life (living life yo)
Chose this rapper’s life (hey)
RIP to the beats I killed last week (bye bye)
Hate writing basic rhymes
Summer’s got another hit – let me hit that low F (brr brr)
