B

B is for back again
You know I love acronyms
Been tired of all of that singin shit I been itchin to rap again
I see the flash again
But ain't nothin happenin
Riding in somethin so damn fast hit the gas ain't no one to apprehend
Need relief
Best believe
I done prolly built a thousand hours up listening to beats
And every time I do it I don't even know what imma keep
But I'll always know it's worth it when that money counter
The type to sip a bit but rip a hit so big I forget to breathe
Make it simple I'll pick at that pimple til it bleed
I'm the type to hold my tongue until its time to speak
But I'm also known for poppin off I'm so caught in between
In the garden I'm with eve don't give a damn I'll eat her peach
Then the type to ghost her and go focus all on me
Ain't gon' hold ya imma soldier when I'm hoppin on type beats
You wouldn't know if ain't told ya keep composure when I geek

I don't bend a knee I tell that cheddar ven aquí
The cash like how I talk to it it get wetter than the sea
I slap it on the bed and imma spread it when I please
Man I wish I loved myself as much as I love Benjamins
Why would I care bout what you think lil bitch y'aint even been fam
So I don't give no fuck I'll talk my shit because i can
Walk in B.I.C.'n no I.D.'n they know that I'm the man
The problem and the answer girl I got it on demand
I would never beat a chick that shit is not like me
but Im goin sandy on them cheeks yea the beach is all i see
She was tryna kill me tryna bury me at sea
I jus smacked the (B!) n made her flip like R.I.P.
My middle name Michael yea I'm Bad imma Beat It Billie Jean
I go Michael type of fast swimmin laps inside these sheets
I got Michael type of stacks I got paper all round me
Imma be ballin droppin cash on all the purple 23's

That's who I be
That's what I be bout man
That's who I be
That's what I be bout man
That's who I be
That's what I be bout man
That's who I be
That's what I be bout



Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Pham
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