The A.M

You can tell'em, that Im on, it
I dont waste a dime, add it up til dat baby fold
You can tell'em, that Im on, it
I be your supply, come and slide, let me know
Man, what's up, what's up, what's up, what's up
What's up, what's up, what's up, what's up
What's up, what's up, what's up, what's up
You can tell'em, that Im on, it

You can tell'em that Im on it, no question if you want it play boi
Im betta, Im Chedda, Ser-rel-a, Umbrella
Im wet up, and drip out, when I step, what slip out
A fluid motion, I just quite the commotion
Man just peek a locomotive, Collison if im folding
Fortified if you aint know it, got pillar's that be holding
Up my fortitude, Brah cop a stool, you need lessons after school
Serenade when I parade, I dont only make them drool
Grills cover up my smile, that dont never mean Im rude
In my house be Jesus Christ, that just mean my mountain move
That just mean I aint a fool, that just mean Im known to choose
Facts over fiction baby, Go and play another dude
Adveristy my claim and debt, My account a show and prove
Aint new to this tug of war, Im just here to pull it through
Palm Beach County if you reference my One-Hund-it
But Im gone need that money, that statement more than money

You can tell'em, that Im on, it
I dont waste a dime, add it up til dat baby fold
You can tell'em, that Im on, it
I be your supply, come and slide, let me know
Man, what's up, what's up, what's up, what's up
What's up, what's up, what's up, what's up
What's up, what's up, what's up, what's up
You can tell'em, that Im on, it

Say Im on it, macaroni, I be sticking tenderoni
Kepp my noodles altogether, how I bake that macaroni
Boi I rock bottom, if I gotta, measure a Ja-bro-ni
Turnbuckle to the audience, fist up like I own it
Thats that show me my opponent, you smelling what im cooking
Wyndham suites, for me and she, you smelling what Im booking
No pressure, I took it, Its often, No looking
Im pressure, Its shooken, Its often, No looking
On da regular, Im her regular, it aint regular
I bet it brah, what you betting fa, this aint new to us
Loyalty a shopping spree, We got more that's true to us
Blood leaking down his side, this right here be true to, Us
This right here cause all the fuss, This right here peculiar huh
Wisdom aint got no respect, always seem to leave them dumb
Raw if it aint never cooked, Caution how you approaching cuz
Tickets in my window, I give it, like its ordered brah

You can tell'em, that Im on, it
I dont waste a dime, add it up til that baby fold
You can tell'em, that Im on, it
I be your supply, come and slide, let me know
Man, what's up, what's up, what's up, what's up
What's up, what's up, what's up, what's up
What's up, what's up, what's up, what's up
You can tell'em, that Im on, it



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Writer(s): Yung Sloan
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