Hit-Boy - Theme Song lyrics

HS87 records taking over for the '13 and the '14 n***a [Hook] Ten chains, gold rings and a mink on This sh** feeling like my theme song (theme song) Yeah, it's feeling like my theme song (theme song) I swear it's feeling [Verse 1: Price] Yeah I be high as a motherf**er drinking like a b**h Wanna showboat? I be that one to sink a n***a ship Hoes screaming f** me like it's NSync up in this b**h Feeling like Frank Lucas with that mink on in this b**h [Verse 2: Oktane] And now I'm walking around city like a king off in this b**h Coming to America like Akeem off in this b**h I'm repping for my area, It's IE off in this b**h And yeah, I rep the whole (?) like I sing off in this b**h [Verse 3: Price] Now tell the rest T-A-T-E I go O-Dog on a beat I'm a menace in this streets You n***as biches like Sharif You can't stand it take a seat This one for the streets If you ain't talking money leave a message at the beep [Verse 4: Oktane] And if it's money, yeah what's happening Talk to me, what it do? This one for my real n***as, and bad b**hes too And you dumb n***as hating, it's all good, it's cool You don't like me but at least you know my name, now who is you? [Verse 5: Price] Now who it be? It be the boy that brought that younger (?) Real recognise the real, and you I do not recognise They say their team is the realest, we all know that that's a lie All my n***as out here k**ing I hope no one testify [Verse 6: Oktane] And ain't no snitching b**h, we getting it cause we on 9 to 5 HS87 B.O.W. and leave the rest to die Broke n***as always talk too much and give the worst advice Now you found out that we nice b**h I'm Oktane, and that's Price, I'll let him finish [Hook: Price Tag] Ten chains, gold rings and a mink on This sh** feeling like my theme song Yeah, it's feeling like my theme song I swear it's feeling like my theme song Couple bad biches trying to get their drink on Yeah, this feeling my theme song I swear it's feeling like my theme song So I need all the bad b**hes to go [Verse 6: T.I.] A hundred thousand diamonds, gold on my neck, I'mma k** these hoes Bad b**h in the front, bad b**h in the back, hopping out my (?) Rose gold Frank Bueller, dick french in my new fur That bad b**h got a bad b**h, (?) No thank you sir We on, you want to be then dream on Don't you know how much a gangsta n***a need a theme song Dime piece, I got a solid dick for you to lean on King sh**, f** what other s**er n***as be on Trap outfit in a blackout deck I like your girl I hop out and make her come up out that All the drama we be repping but we been about that Shooting n***as in the front, f**ing b**hes out back That's a fact [Hook] [Outro] Go ahead and serve that, drop th- drop that Twist th- twist that, shake th- shake that Go ahead and serve that, shake th- shake that Drop th- drop that, twist th- twist that