Uncle Sam

Uh, uh, okay, okay, said I
Said I wake up in the morning bright and early tryna make a M
Stand on ten, before I brush my teeth, bitch I done made a band
I been that man, my shooters keep them choppers like Afghanistan
She been a fan, yo bitch just top me off inside the Sprinter van
In disbelief, bitch, I just made a hundred like Will Chamberlain
Just want the cake, bitch, I been dodging hate like I was in a Ram
I'm out in Texas, sipping purple mud, I feel like Dirty Dan
We spinning Benz, them boys been jwetting hard finessing Uncle Sam

Well say that then, Maybach Benz, this bitch think she can make demands
You hating on me while I'm making plays but you still in the stands
In Philippines, my wrist Patek Philippe, you know we play for keeps
It's pressure in this blunt, I hit the gas like it's a SRT
Been getting paid so much, I put designer on my bed sheet
Don't do the beef, been tryna make a mill like my first name was Meek

Uh, uh, uh, okay, okay, bitch I
Bitch I stand on business, ran me up some digits, only took a minute
Been hurt so much I had to get some ice like I was in the clinic
So authentic, said it then I meant it, I don't do the gimmicks
Headed to the top It ain't gon' stop, no we don't do the limits
Can't take it with me when I die, I got this bread so I'mma spend it
Hit his bitch and gave her back to him, I know that boy offended
Flexing on that app, we know it's cap, boy all them cars is rented
In that coupe like it's a dreidel, cut the traction, I'mma spin it
Got Michael's secret stuff inside my cup, I'm jumping out the gym
Dunking like my name was Tim, I told em' meet me at the rim
Car dashing down that highway, my next bitch gotta be thick like Kim
Stop trying to act like you was Kim, we not the same, don't call me twin
Feel sorry for you boy, ya shawty lied and told you I'm a friend
She at my crib right now and like it's yoga, I'mma make her bend

Said I wake up in the morning bright and early tryna make a M
Stand on ten, before I brush my teeth, bitch I done made a band
I been that man, my shooters keep them choppers like Afghanistan
She been a fan, yo bitch just topped me off inside the Sprinter van
In disbelief, bitch I just made a hundred like Will Chamberlain
Just want the cake, bitch, I been dodging hate like I was in a Ram
I'm out in Texas, sipping purple mud, I feel like Dirty Dan
We spinning Benz, them boys been jwetting hard finessing Uncle Sam



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Writer(s): Devin Gallegos
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