How the f*ck you switch up on your fam
I was in a trap, nickel and dime, I'm tryna get a gram
Trappin' just like Uncle Sam, taxin' just like Uncle Sam
I think I'm Uncle Sam
Hit the dope with that wham bam, thank you ma'am
She gon' drop that top and get the f*ck on, I say thank you ma'am
I be servin' buddies, I'm servin' jays, I used to cop grams
These niggas be broker in the bitch, get your shit together man
That shit real sad, I need a real bag
Bitch, I need a big bag, ride around with that motherf*ckin' blick
I roll like six flags, I bop I crank, I get in there
Big blicka can't even fit in there, this 2 door coupe can't sit in there
He sweet, funnel cake from the fair
Expensive habits amiri jeans, said f*ck the polo and went G-star tee
Trap nigga done sold a thousand G's, I be servin' G's while I'm pushin' P's
It's cold outside, I feel the breeze
It don't matter the weather, I'ma get the cheese
I influence the niggas, influence the streets
Man, this shit gettin' fishy like Captain D's
Can't remember shit off this rapper weed
I'm the real Cball they wanna rap like me
How the f*ck you switch up on your fam
I was in a trap, nickel and dime, I'm tryna get a gram
Trappin' just like Uncle Sam, taxin' just like Uncle Sam
I think I'm Uncle Sam
Hit the dope with that wham bam, thank you ma'am
She gon' drop that top and get the f*ck on, I say thank you ma'am
I be servin' buddies, I'm servin' jays, I used to cop grams
These niggas be broker in the bitch, get your shit together man
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How the f*ck you switch up on your fam
I was in a trap, nickel and dime, I'm tryna get a gram
Trappin' just like Uncle Sam, taxin' just like Uncle Sam
I think I'm Uncle Sam
Hit the dope with that wham bam, thank you ma'am
She gon' drop that top and get the f*ck on, I say thank you ma'am
I be servin' buddies, I'm servin' jays, I used to cop grams
These niggas be broker in the bitch, get your shit together man
That shit real sad, I need a real bag
Bitch, I need a big bag, ride around with that motherf*ckin' blick
I roll like six flags, I bop I crank, I get in there
Big blicka can't even fit in there, this 2 door coupe can't sit in there
He sweet, funnel cake from the fair
Expensive habits amiri jeans, said f*ck the polo and went G-star tee
Trap nigga done sold a thousand G's, I be servin' G's while I'm pushin' P's
It's cold outside, I feel the breeze
It don't matter the weather, I'ma get the cheese
I influence the niggas, influence the streets
Man, this shit gettin' fishy like Captain D's
Can't remember shit off this rapper weed
I'm the real Cball they wanna rap like me
How the f*ck you switch up on your fam
I was in a trap, nickel and dime, I'm tryna get a gram
Trappin' just like Uncle Sam, taxin' just like Uncle Sam
I think I'm Uncle Sam
Hit the dope with that wham bam, thank you ma'am
She gon' drop that top and get the f*ck on, I say thank you ma'am
I be servin' buddies, I'm servin' jays, I used to cop grams
These niggas be broker in the bitch, get your shit together man
I was in a trap, nickel and dime, I'm tryna get a gram
Trappin' just like Uncle Sam, taxin' just like Uncle Sam
I think I'm Uncle Sam
Hit the dope with that wham bam, thank you ma'am
She gon' drop that top and get the f*ck on, I say thank you ma'am
I be servin' buddies, I'm servin' jays, I used to cop grams
These niggas be broker in the bitch, get your shit together man
That shit real sad, I need a real bag
Bitch, I need a big bag, ride around with that motherf*ckin' blick
I roll like six flags, I bop I crank, I get in there
Big blicka can't even fit in there, this 2 door coupe can't sit in there
He sweet, funnel cake from the fair
Expensive habits amiri jeans, said f*ck the polo and went G-star tee
Trap nigga done sold a thousand G's, I be servin' G's while I'm pushin' P's
It's cold outside, I feel the breeze
It don't matter the weather, I'ma get the cheese
I influence the niggas, influence the streets
Man, this shit gettin' fishy like Captain D's
Can't remember shit off this rapper weed
I'm the real Cball they wanna rap like me
How the f*ck you switch up on your fam
I was in a trap, nickel and dime, I'm tryna get a gram
Trappin' just like Uncle Sam, taxin' just like Uncle Sam
I think I'm Uncle Sam
Hit the dope with that wham bam, thank you ma'am
She gon' drop that top and get the f*ck on, I say thank you ma'am
I be servin' buddies, I'm servin' jays, I used to cop grams
These niggas be broker in the bitch, get your shit together man
Writer: roderick miller jr
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