Hell of a Catamount

We are the catamounts
Gold hearted talent counts
Hands up in the air
In the air
In the air - air - air - air
We are the catamounts
Soul heart and all the clout
Hands up in the air
In the air
In the air - air - air - air

Back to back 4 years 6 month Winters
Frosting up my Cartier glasses winning
Lightweight steel plates shells start splinting
When I step inside they know I'm grinning
Racks on my fit let you know I'm cracking
Popping like fish grease it's my habit
Do this shit with ease
Cops can never slow my steez
Move like camo in the trees
Shout my dogs repping me

Eating Hanna sushi rolls
Engineer is on controls
College set me up with goals
I just crush until I'm gold

We are the catamounts
Gold hearted talent counts
Hands up in the air
In the air
In the air - air - air - air
We are the catamounts
Soul heart and all the clout
Hands up in the air
In the air
In the air - air - air - air

Marathon every day
Coding all hours
Pop an addie my way
Smoking on sour
Seeing them maps
Then straight to the sack
Like I'm fresh out of Saks
Spending rack after rack
Math with my cash
I'm Gucci, Louis, Prada
I don't pay retail
Discout balller
Pack it up and send it like a nice gift basket
Don't ask me where I copped it - Carole Baskin
I ship it off fast
I support my dab
Got the whole world mad
Got the hustle gift of gab
I ship it off fast
I support my dab
Got the whole world mad
Got the hustle gift of gab

Eatin Hanna sushi rolls
Engineer is on controls
College set me up with goals
I just crush until I'm gold

We are the catamounts
Gold hearted talent counts
Hands up in the air
In the air
In the air - air - air - air
We are the catamounts
Soul heart and all the clout
Hands up in the air
In the air
In the air - air - air - air



Credits
Writer(s): All Ben
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