Homelander

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Shhh
Yeah, yeah, okay, yeah, okay
I done ran it up so much, my damn legs hurt
It ain't nothin' to talk about if I ain't pay first

I can tell that you tryna be me, but you ain't rehearse
I ain't hit my blunt today, so it's gon' be a outburst
Damn
It's gon' be a problem, I ain't got no gas
It's gon' be a problem if I ain't got no cash

I cannot kick it with her, why
Cause she ain't got no ass
I'm Jimmy Neutron up in the lab
Nigga gotta blast
Yeah gotta go
Yeah
Adios, always hit my phone for money, but I'm fake?
Nigga oh

I got so much drip, I put on a fit for the store
My plug hit my phone, he got a new pack for the low
Huh yeah
These niggas be trippin'
I been feelin' different
Yes I'm on a mission
Money is my interest

My brother say I'm simpin'
I replaced the M with a P
Now I'm sippin', no pimpin'
Yeah
I don't wanna be Homelander, I'm tryna be Clark Kent
You hit the blunt one time, you stuck like a park bench

My cousin is still workin', he trap out apartments
Your team don't listen to you
You not a sergeant
Niggas sharing racks, get your own nigga
If it ain't about cash, don't hit my phone, nigga

Oh, she got a OnlyFans?
Leave her alone nigga
Niggas really tryna argue, you a grown nigga
Yeah, I can't go back and forth, I'm not Aaliyah
I can't go back and forth, I'm not Serena
Man, check out my demeanor
Just might get my girl a stick, cause she a wizard like Selena
Lil' bruh text me bout this hoe
Nigga, I ain't never seen her

No, you not my twin
Nigga stop it
Me and Bro done passed the blunt around like it's Bop-It
Yeah
If I see it's new, I'ma cop it
Yeah
With all of this money that's in my pocket
Yeah



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Writer(s): Raphael Lovelace Jr.
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