I'm That (feat. Mallyshore)
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Show up to the party pushin issues like Kid's dad
You don't want nun Sisters act
Going ape shit Stone Age Camp
Throwing money to the ceiling
While shorty face is in my lap
Fuck yo job interview
Mally cutting off the slack
Get her to her birthday suit
Have her blow out all these candles
Trying to touch it like masseuse
Had to crack another handle
I got wasted she did too
Couldn't even judge her with a gavel
Had a chip up on my shoulder
Since I heard that life's a gamble
Couple bottles blurry nights
Plenty bitches different types
On the Mary Jane plane
Bout to catch my last flight
Said she wanna be a singer
This will be her Gladys Knight
All I do is turn up
Cup full of murder
Told shorty fuck her nigga
That nigga unheard of
All my blunts burn up
Stone Age Camp we murder
Told shorty fuck her nigga
Cuz that nigga unheard of
Stone Age Camp nigga
I'm that that I'm that that I'm that that
I'm that nigga
I'm that that I'm that that I'm that that
I'm that nigga
Keep ya girl from round me
Or she gone get the D
I'm that that I'm that that I'm that that
I'm that nigga
Supreme home wrecka
Pussy inspectah
Tell her drop it low a little
Let me bump and wreck her
Take off ya cape homeboy don't protect her
Later on I'm gliding on that ass like I'm Drexler
Like a lil ass but I'm all about the money
Belly on full but a nigga stay hungry
Liquor in my system
Looking for a victim
Find a young tender
Get me some wisdom
Back on the road two fingers gotta go
On my paper route
Yeah bitch I'm out the dough
Lifestyle lavish
Nothing but a savage
Your lifestyle is average
Your future is tragic
Stone Age Profit Gang Fetti Rock Moving it
All turned up got ya grandma losing it
Bent over backwards abusing it
You know just who you fooling wit
I'm that that I'm that that I'm that that
I'm that nigga
I'm that that I'm that that I'm that that
I'm that nigga
Keep ya girl from round me
Or she gone get the D
I'm that that I'm that that I'm that that
I'm that nigga
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I'm I'm that nigga
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I'm I'm that nigga
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I'm I'm that nigga
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I'm I'm that nigga
Clap clap clap clap
Clap clap clap clap
Clap clap clap clap
Clap you beezy you beezy clap
Show up to the party pushin issues like Kid's dad
You don't want nun Sisters act
Going ape shit Stone Age Camp
Throwing money to the ceiling
While shorty face is in my lap
Fuck yo job interview
Mally cutting off the slack
Get her to her birthday suit
Have her blow out all these candles
Trying to touch it like masseuse
Had to crack another handle
I got wasted she did too
Couldn't even judge her with a gavel
Had a chip up on my shoulder
Since I heard that life's a gamble
Couple bottles blurry nights
Plenty bitches different types
On the Mary Jane plane
Bout to catch my last flight
Said she wanna be a singer
This will be her Gladys Knight
All I do is turn up
Cup full of murder
Told shorty fuck her nigga
That nigga unheard of
All my blunts burn up
Stone Age Camp we murder
Told shorty fuck her nigga
Cuz that nigga unheard of
Stone Age Camp nigga
I'm that that I'm that that I'm that that
I'm that nigga
I'm that that I'm that that I'm that that
I'm that nigga
Keep ya girl from round me
Or she gone get the D
I'm that that I'm that that I'm that that
I'm that nigga
Supreme home wrecka
Pussy inspectah
Tell her drop it low a little
Let me bump and wreck her
Take off ya cape homeboy don't protect her
Later on I'm gliding on that ass like I'm Drexler
Like a lil ass but I'm all about the money
Belly on full but a nigga stay hungry
Liquor in my system
Looking for a victim
Find a young tender
Get me some wisdom
Back on the road two fingers gotta go
On my paper route
Yeah bitch I'm out the dough
Lifestyle lavish
Nothing but a savage
Your lifestyle is average
Your future is tragic
Stone Age Profit Gang Fetti Rock Moving it
All turned up got ya grandma losing it
Bent over backwards abusing it
You know just who you fooling wit
I'm that that I'm that that I'm that that
I'm that nigga
I'm that that I'm that that I'm that that
I'm that nigga
Keep ya girl from round me
Or she gone get the D
I'm that that I'm that that I'm that that
I'm that nigga
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I'm I'm that nigga
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I'm I'm that nigga
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I'm I'm that nigga
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I'm I'm that nigga
Credits
Writer(s): Charles Vann Jr.
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