FANS (freestlye)

Sheesh
Ima hop on this beat
All my niggas take a seat
Sit back you confused

Don't forget before you eat
Go over to the sink
Sip water just groove

And I know it's just a trend
But I'ma just pretend
I'm in your favorite rappers crew

And I also recommend
You check in on your strong friends
Like a real niggga do

Let me see you put your hands up if you know you are the man
And my ladies put your hands up
Cause without you there's no men
I'm be trippin goin stupid cause I know im makin fans
I know i be making fans
I know i be making fans

You'd Probably find me commonly
Cautiously over there on my phone
Trying to speak my words so audibly
I'm constantly Cockily confident but
Comically on my Andre flow like it's a comedy

In the world we need more honesty
Honestly i need quality over quantity
And we need way less wanna bees
To love more thoughtfully but

Work got me feeling I'm crazy
She reads my mail like daily
Scoop
I feel like I'm hiding loot
In my dream
I be whipping the coop
Doing what real grown niggas do
Looking for my eventual boo
I know she is feelin' me too
Ooooo
Ima keep riddling
Just hold the riddllen
Plus I'm in the gym
Rapper can't see my pen
Fast Double dribblin'
Last name simpson
Don't call me simpleton
I win every match
First name is WINmbledon
Oooo
It's true
With a silent N too
Remember the rules
Dont rush in fool

Let me see you put your hands up if you know you are the man
And my ladies put your hands up
Cause without you there's no men
I'm be trippin goin stupid cause I know im makin fans
I know i be making fans
I know i be making fans



Credits
Writer(s): Ramos Simpson
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