Sim Simma

Imma real nigga
Cash spender
Bag gripper
Bad bitches
Love Brasi
I don't blame em
I don't spend no money on em
Don't buy no Birken
My young nigga beat charges
Came back home and got it popping
Wrinkle dollars, all inside a nigga wallet
Being broke ain't no option
Money always the main topic
With my partners
Made a promise to my mama
Imma get the commas
Get the bag
Spend it proper
Still a lil ingant nigga
Sim simmer
Who got the keys to my
Big bimmer
Play with bands I'll feel like Fela
Don't play with him
You ain't bout your money nigga?
Can't hang with em
Oh let's do it (lets go)
Oh let's do it (lets go)
Oh let's do it (lets go)
Oh let's do it (lets go)
Oh let's do it (lets go)
Oh let's do it (lets go)
Oh let's do it (lets go)
Oh let's do it (lets go)
Ain't no pop star
My niggas pop niggas
Big as Popeyes
Cousin almost popped that young nigga right in Popeyes
Always 10 toes down thru the dark times
Niggas switching sides don't get crossed out
Seen it all before I can't get lost now
Niggas what's your whereabouts?
Nigga what you scared about
What you mad at me?
I did my dirt and then I plan it out
Played the cards I'm dealt
Now I gotta raise the standards now
Gotta make my family proud
Gotta make my niggas proud
I know Chris look after me
He told me I'm the man and all
Get high as the stars
And the clouds is what we landing on
Fuck I'm getting rich for if I can't put all my family on?
I take all the pressure I'm the nigga they depending on
Oh let's do it (lets go)
Oh let's do it (lets go)
Oh let's do it (lets go)
Oh let's do it (lets go)
Oh let's do it (lets go)
Oh let's do it (lets go)
Oh let's do it (lets go)
Oh let's do it (lets go)
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go



Credits
Writer(s): Latrell Boyd, Latrell James, Luke Janvier
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