Arena

[Intro]
Aye
Yeah
One, two
One, two, three let's go

[Chorus]
I’m in the arena
You can call me John Cena
I’m wit yo girl yeah
And we behind them bleachas
I’ll give you a lesson yeah
Like I’m a teacha
She ain’t fuckin' wit ya
Cause you ain’t wit her
I’m in the arena
You can call me John Cena
I’m wit yo girl yeah
And we behind them bleachas
I’ll give you a lesson yeah
Like I’m a teacha
She ain’t fuckin' wit ya
Cause you ain’t wit her

[Verse 1]
I ain’t never gave a shit
Causе my pockets are so fit
I ain’t no blood
But my pockets full of crips
Shе ain’t wit ya
Cause you call her a bitch
I know you are lyin
Cause boy you a snitch
I know you are lyin
Cause boy say you rich
But in reality, you a little bitch
Then I took her, and she sucked on this dick
Then I took her grocery shopping, and I was on the list
Then she said somethin' about you, and called you a miss

[Chorus]
I’m in the arena
You can call me John Cena
I’m wit yo girl yeah
And we behind them bleachas
I’ll give you a lesson yeah
Like I’m a teacha
She ain’t fuckin' wit ya (One, two)
Cause you ain’t wit her (One, two, three let's go)
I’m in the arena
You can call me John Cena
I’m wit yo girl yeah
And we behind them bleachas
I’ll give you a lesson yeah
Like I’m a teacha
She ain’t fuckin' wit ya
Cause you ain’t wit her
I’m in the arena
You can call me John Cena
I’m wit yo girl yeah
And we behind them bleachas
I’ll give you a lesson yeah
Like I’m a teacha
She ain’t fuckin' wit ya
Cause you ain’t wit her

[Verse 2]
Yeah your girl lookin' like a snack
Yo dick look like a tictac
Yeah
I'm in the arena, aye
I'm in the arena, aye
Yeah
Yeah
John Cena, aye
Yeah
Balenciaga, aye
Prada, aye
Designer shoes, yeah, on her, aye

[Outro]
In the arena
In the arena
In the arena
Bring the heat
Bring the smoke
I'm in the arena
Aye
Yeah
Fuckin' yo bitch named Tina