Who you think I am
Bitch I been the man, yeah
I been throwing shit like Randall Cunningham
We in traffic got cops swerving, cutting ham
Got my money running up like it from South Sudan
I'm like Neb, I'm a send him straight to Buckingham
Tryna tussle bro hit like he come from Dagestan
Off the muscle, bitch I made myself then made demands
Got off my ass when bro told me what's the f*cking plan
Count that money, spend that money, make more f*cking bands
Pull up on me, that shit clap back like a rubberband
How you f*cking lose when niggas had the upper hand
How you f*cking lose when niggas came from beach and sand
It get crazy on the island you don't understand
Cousin had to hit the military to make his ends
But still a put you in a cemetery to make a band
Got no last straw we taking other niggas strands
Chipping up with Uncle Sam
Don't be tripping up, we tie your shoes and make you dance
We in traffic got the cops swerving, cutting ham
Got my money running up like it from South Sudan
I'm like Neb, I'm a send him straight to Buckingham
Tryna tussle bro hit like he come from Dagestan
Off the muscle, bitch I made myself then made demands
Got off my ass when bro told me what's the f*cking plan
Count that money, spend them commas, make more f*cking m's
This bitch touching up her ass, I had to do it again
How the f*ck we made it here when we was from the ends
How the f*ck we turning Cubes into them Cullinans
It get crazy in the 2 bitch you can't comprehend
I was switching interstates to make some dividends
But still a put you in your place if you gone condescend
Too much that I know bitch I can't make amends
I'm just bout some dollars, I ain't bout no friends
Me and mine counting commas, to the end
I catch a plane, took a risk for some f*cking bands
Stack the money up and depart to the motherland
Different color bars that shit look like a histogram
Me and Lu$id debating a trip to Amsterdam
Gas will put you in a chokehold like it's Dagestan
See counting with the crew has always been the f*cking plan
Making benjamins
Overtaking revenue
For betterment
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Who you think I am
Bitch I been the man, yeah
I been throwing shit like Randall Cunningham
We in traffic got cops swerving, cutting ham
Got my money running up like it from South Sudan
I'm like Neb, I'm a send him straight to Buckingham
Tryna tussle bro hit like he come from Dagestan
Off the muscle, bitch I made myself then made demands
Got off my ass when bro told me what's the f*cking plan
Count that money, spend that money, make more f*cking bands
Pull up on me, that shit clap back like a rubberband
How you f*cking lose when niggas had the upper hand
How you f*cking lose when niggas came from beach and sand
It get crazy on the island you don't understand
Cousin had to hit the military to make his ends
But still a put you in a cemetery to make a band
Got no last straw we taking other niggas strands
Chipping up with Uncle Sam
Don't be tripping up, we tie your shoes and make you dance
We in traffic got the cops swerving, cutting ham
Got my money running up like it from South Sudan
I'm like Neb, I'm a send him straight to Buckingham
Tryna tussle bro hit like he come from Dagestan
Off the muscle, bitch I made myself then made demands
Got off my ass when bro told me what's the f*cking plan
Count that money, spend them commas, make more f*cking m's
This bitch touching up her ass, I had to do it again
How the f*ck we made it here when we was from the ends
How the f*ck we turning Cubes into them Cullinans
It get crazy in the 2 bitch you can't comprehend
I was switching interstates to make some dividends
But still a put you in your place if you gone condescend
Too much that I know bitch I can't make amends
I'm just bout some dollars, I ain't bout no friends
Me and mine counting commas, to the end
I catch a plane, took a risk for some f*cking bands
Stack the money up and depart to the motherland
Different color bars that shit look like a histogram
Me and Lu$id debating a trip to Amsterdam
Gas will put you in a chokehold like it's Dagestan
See counting with the crew has always been the f*cking plan
Making benjamins
Overtaking revenue
For betterment
Bitch I been the man, yeah
I been throwing shit like Randall Cunningham
We in traffic got cops swerving, cutting ham
Got my money running up like it from South Sudan
I'm like Neb, I'm a send him straight to Buckingham
Tryna tussle bro hit like he come from Dagestan
Off the muscle, bitch I made myself then made demands
Got off my ass when bro told me what's the f*cking plan
Count that money, spend that money, make more f*cking bands
Pull up on me, that shit clap back like a rubberband
How you f*cking lose when niggas had the upper hand
How you f*cking lose when niggas came from beach and sand
It get crazy on the island you don't understand
Cousin had to hit the military to make his ends
But still a put you in a cemetery to make a band
Got no last straw we taking other niggas strands
Chipping up with Uncle Sam
Don't be tripping up, we tie your shoes and make you dance
We in traffic got the cops swerving, cutting ham
Got my money running up like it from South Sudan
I'm like Neb, I'm a send him straight to Buckingham
Tryna tussle bro hit like he come from Dagestan
Off the muscle, bitch I made myself then made demands
Got off my ass when bro told me what's the f*cking plan
Count that money, spend them commas, make more f*cking m's
This bitch touching up her ass, I had to do it again
How the f*ck we made it here when we was from the ends
How the f*ck we turning Cubes into them Cullinans
It get crazy in the 2 bitch you can't comprehend
I was switching interstates to make some dividends
But still a put you in your place if you gone condescend
Too much that I know bitch I can't make amends
I'm just bout some dollars, I ain't bout no friends
Me and mine counting commas, to the end
I catch a plane, took a risk for some f*cking bands
Stack the money up and depart to the motherland
Different color bars that shit look like a histogram
Me and Lu$id debating a trip to Amsterdam
Gas will put you in a chokehold like it's Dagestan
See counting with the crew has always been the f*cking plan
Making benjamins
Overtaking revenue
For betterment
Writer: Dylan Gibson, Elijah Higgs
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid