Nikon
I'm counting these bands
You won't understand
They ain't see me then
Now I am the man
I flex on this bitch with the ice on
She give me the suck like she Dyson
I'm counting these bands
You won't understand
They ain't see me then
Now I am the man
These niggas they know I'm an icon
They taking my pictures like Nikon
Yeah, say what
Cut that shit you cunt
Last night he gave me the letter
His shit is so dry, he ain't even better
He got you that sweater
Imma forget her
Imma re-see her
She like that cheddar
Wait
Stop
Lemme just switch up the flow
Imma be hustling you fuck the shit out of him
Suck the dick out of him
Cheat me, sleep out at him
Cut my crap out of this
Lemme spit all the shit
May he get all the bliss
He might be your hero
But man is a zero
Bitch, out of ten, he a subzero
You think I care
You did me unfair
You got that flair
My heart you share
I'm counting these bands
You won't understand
They ain't see me then
Now I am the man
I flex on this bitch with the ice on
She give me the suck like she Dyson
I'm counting these bands
You won't understand
They ain't see me then
Now I am the man
These niggas they know I'm an icon
They taking my pictures like Nikon
I got
Demons inside of my head
And monsters right under my bed
Who try to suppress
The dreams of success
In the mind of a kid who don't sound like the rest, yuh
For a life I don't have yet
Reminisce 'bout my time in the projects
From a foreign land
Got no friends
Dope and gangs
These bitches gonna know my name
When I pop out
Hit my phone 'cuz I'm hot now
Ballin' out like I'm Mike Trout
Did I fuck up the word count
Pull it up lemme recount
My story
When I didn't have money
And mom always worried
And now we pour bubbly and feelings
Took your bitch back to England
Give her meat but she vegan
She looked at me couldn't believe it
She don't wanna see it
Now we buttin' heads
And we laughing like Beavis
I wouldn't catch feelings
Just more so retrieve it
The arguments heated
They got me defeated
Got sick of this shit
Been through the thick of this shit
Now I drop a rack for my fit
Bitch it's money I get
None of my ganja get split
Got a thirty rack ring to the clit
Bitch you love what I spit and I'll spit it again
Imma come with the heat 'til the fat bitch sing
Big stepper, big moves
I been looking for connections like Bluetooth
That bitch look lost like Blues Clues
I'm new to
All of this money around me
Bitch I been up since PG County
I am JR, no Robert, no Downey
I might eat the pussy if baby allow me
Nigga yuh
I'm counting these bands
You won't understand
They ain't see me then
Now I am the man
I flex on this bitch with the ice on
She give me the suck like she Dyson
I'm counting these bands
You won't understand
They ain't see me then
Now I am the man
These niggas they know I'm an icon
They taking my pictures like Nikon
You won't understand
They ain't see me then
Now I am the man
I flex on this bitch with the ice on
She give me the suck like she Dyson
I'm counting these bands
You won't understand
They ain't see me then
Now I am the man
These niggas they know I'm an icon
They taking my pictures like Nikon
Yeah, say what
Cut that shit you cunt
Last night he gave me the letter
His shit is so dry, he ain't even better
He got you that sweater
Imma forget her
Imma re-see her
She like that cheddar
Wait
Stop
Lemme just switch up the flow
Imma be hustling you fuck the shit out of him
Suck the dick out of him
Cheat me, sleep out at him
Cut my crap out of this
Lemme spit all the shit
May he get all the bliss
He might be your hero
But man is a zero
Bitch, out of ten, he a subzero
You think I care
You did me unfair
You got that flair
My heart you share
I'm counting these bands
You won't understand
They ain't see me then
Now I am the man
I flex on this bitch with the ice on
She give me the suck like she Dyson
I'm counting these bands
You won't understand
They ain't see me then
Now I am the man
These niggas they know I'm an icon
They taking my pictures like Nikon
I got
Demons inside of my head
And monsters right under my bed
Who try to suppress
The dreams of success
In the mind of a kid who don't sound like the rest, yuh
For a life I don't have yet
Reminisce 'bout my time in the projects
From a foreign land
Got no friends
Dope and gangs
These bitches gonna know my name
When I pop out
Hit my phone 'cuz I'm hot now
Ballin' out like I'm Mike Trout
Did I fuck up the word count
Pull it up lemme recount
My story
When I didn't have money
And mom always worried
And now we pour bubbly and feelings
Took your bitch back to England
Give her meat but she vegan
She looked at me couldn't believe it
She don't wanna see it
Now we buttin' heads
And we laughing like Beavis
I wouldn't catch feelings
Just more so retrieve it
The arguments heated
They got me defeated
Got sick of this shit
Been through the thick of this shit
Now I drop a rack for my fit
Bitch it's money I get
None of my ganja get split
Got a thirty rack ring to the clit
Bitch you love what I spit and I'll spit it again
Imma come with the heat 'til the fat bitch sing
Big stepper, big moves
I been looking for connections like Bluetooth
That bitch look lost like Blues Clues
I'm new to
All of this money around me
Bitch I been up since PG County
I am JR, no Robert, no Downey
I might eat the pussy if baby allow me
Nigga yuh
I'm counting these bands
You won't understand
They ain't see me then
Now I am the man
I flex on this bitch with the ice on
She give me the suck like she Dyson
I'm counting these bands
You won't understand
They ain't see me then
Now I am the man
These niggas they know I'm an icon
They taking my pictures like Nikon
Credits
Writer(s): Shawn Armwood
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