Yung TableCloth - Oh, The Places You'll Go (intro) Lyrics

You're lame as fuck my guy
You don't got no bad bitches, no nice clothes, no cars
Nobody is bumping your songs my guy
You ain't going nowhere in life, on my momma ur butt my guy
You are butt
Hey my names Trent nigga I'm the new Prince
Stapled to paper I'm feeling like Vince
Flowing so sick that it's gon make you wince
I'm on my own, my own side of the fence
Ex broke my hear I ain't been the same since
But I dripped out so I guess that I'm rinsed
I'm the next up nigga who not convinced
Straight to the paper I'm gon have to print
I can never switch up cuz I remember my roots
My side bitch is country I bought her some boots
All about green niggas calling me Groot
High class nigga, I bought me a suit
Been chopping shit up since I was a freshman
Now I'm a senior, I'm giving out lessons
In love with the game, it's my only obsession
Now I sit back and just work on progression
When we hit the top of the list we gon shatter, Yeah she got cake but she don't got no batter
Straight to the top niggas think we use ladders, Niggas gon gossip yeah they finna chatter
Imma keep spitting these bars till I matter, My bitches fat but my pockets are fatter
Serve niggas up you get put on a platter, They copy my moves so I guess that I'm flattered
I'll hit this bitch, hit this bitch a capella
I worked for years on this flow I developed
Yeah I be dripping I need an umbrella, She beg for the ball like she Cinderella
This not finna work man I just had to tell her, I'm fly as a bitch I'm feeling like Delta
Got a bad bitch and I think her name Stella
Niggas is nasty, they eating Nutella
I'm gone
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Young skinny nigga I'm rocking a fro
I'm always changing, I'm tryna grow
I'm tryna get all my brothers some dough
I got a girl so don't fuck with no hoes
Starting a wave, giving yall boats
Can't do it all so y'all learn how to row
I wanna blow, this shit going blow, I need a show, I'm just tryna grow
I'm done being low, I only want more
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
I'm tryna stick out like sore thumbs, yeah my songs good but I need some more bumps
Spitting all day I got sore gums
Bitch I'm hungrier than 4 bums
I need music as my income, I'm sicker than niggas I can see symptoms
I'm just tryna make a kingdom, I wanna be in the system
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Talk to myself, I don't got help
But it's fine I'm still chase a dollar
Cleaning my shelf, Cracking my shell
I be balling like I'm made out of soccer
Don't got yell, still raising hell
Niggers mad cuz I'm speaking so proper
Ringing all bells, Ringing all cells
Run out of patience like non-busy doctors
I don't want no college, fuck all the knowledge
I just wanna be a rockstar
Cash in my wallet, tryna make profit
I need to be on the top charts
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go

You're lame as fuck my guy
You don't got no bad bitches, no nice clothes, no cars
Nobody is bumping your songs my guy
You ain't going nowhere in life, on my momma ur butt my guy
You are butt
Hey my names Trent nigga I'm the new Prince
Stapled to paper I'm feeling like Vince
Flowing so sick that it's gon make you wince
I'm on my own, my own side of the fence
Ex broke my hear I ain't been the same since
But I dripped out so I guess that I'm rinsed
I'm the next up nigga who not convinced
Straight to the paper I'm gon have to print
I can never switch up cuz I remember my roots
My side bitch is country I bought her some boots
All about green niggas calling me Groot
High class nigga, I bought me a suit
Been chopping shit up since I was a freshman
Now I'm a senior, I'm giving out lessons
In love with the game, it's my only obsession
Now I sit back and just work on progression
When we hit the top of the list we gon shatter, Yeah she got cake but she don't got no batter
Straight to the top niggas think we use ladders, Niggas gon gossip yeah they finna chatter
Imma keep spitting these bars till I matter, My bitches fat but my pockets are fatter
Serve niggas up you get put on a platter, They copy my moves so I guess that I'm flattered
I'll hit this bitch, hit this bitch a capella
I worked for years on this flow I developed
Yeah I be dripping I need an umbrella, She beg for the ball like she Cinderella
This not finna work man I just had to tell her, I'm fly as a bitch I'm feeling like Delta
Got a bad bitch and I think her name Stella
Niggas is nasty, they eating Nutella
I'm gone
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Young skinny nigga I'm rocking a fro
I'm always changing, I'm tryna grow
I'm tryna get all my brothers some dough
I got a girl so don't fuck with no hoes
Starting a wave, giving yall boats
Can't do it all so y'all learn how to row
I wanna blow, this shit going blow, I need a show, I'm just tryna grow
I'm done being low, I only want more
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
I'm tryna stick out like sore thumbs, yeah my songs good but I need some more bumps
Spitting all day I got sore gums
Bitch I'm hungrier than 4 bums
I need music as my income, I'm sicker than niggas I can see symptoms
I'm just tryna make a kingdom, I wanna be in the system
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Talk to myself, I don't got help
But it's fine I'm still chase a dollar
Cleaning my shelf, Cracking my shell
I be balling like I'm made out of soccer
Don't got yell, still raising hell
Niggers mad cuz I'm speaking so proper
Ringing all bells, Ringing all cells
Run out of patience like non-busy doctors
I don't want no college, fuck all the knowledge
I just wanna be a rockstar
Cash in my wallet, tryna make profit
I need to be on the top charts
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go
Oh the Places You'll Go