STRANDED
From nothing to something
Hard work and not seeing the sun
I count up a very big sum
Talking 'bout hoes then I got some bad ones
I put the Ann D top of the ones
You can't understand me
'Cuz you ain't on nun
School of getting money - I'm an alum
I'm on the boat and I'm sipping on rum
Baby go dumb
My bro got a rum-pum-pum-pum-pum
You smoking on dung
I got the best Kush up in my lungs
If you say it's a problem, I'm ending it
And shawty was wet I could swim in it
We was under the moon when I reminisced
We was part of the muhfuckin' elements
I took shawty out to the planets
I took what I want, you was handed
You ran off with my swag, you a bandit
I was all on my own felt abandoned
Got a Chinese like a panda
Down in that water, stranded
I need my chips, demand 'em
Sacrifice on my tummy I'm branded
Gave you a call when I landed
Going up and they can't stand it
And they finna get tired of me saying it
If you tryna do games, I'm not playing them
From nothing to something
Hard work and not seeing the sun
I count up a very big sum
Talking 'bout hoes then I got some bad ones
I put the Ann D top of the ones
You can't understand me
'Cuz you ain't on nun
School of getting money - I'm an alum
I'm on the boat and I'm sipping on rum
Baby go dumb
My bro got a rum-pum-pum-pum-pum
You smoking on dung
I got the best Kush up in my lungs
Hard work and not seeing the sun
I count up a very big sum
Talking 'bout hoes then I got some bad ones
I put the Ann D top of the ones
You can't understand me
'Cuz you ain't on nun
School of getting money - I'm an alum
I'm on the boat and I'm sipping on rum
Baby go dumb
My bro got a rum-pum-pum-pum-pum
You smoking on dung
I got the best Kush up in my lungs
If you say it's a problem, I'm ending it
And shawty was wet I could swim in it
We was under the moon when I reminisced
We was part of the muhfuckin' elements
I took shawty out to the planets
I took what I want, you was handed
You ran off with my swag, you a bandit
I was all on my own felt abandoned
Got a Chinese like a panda
Down in that water, stranded
I need my chips, demand 'em
Sacrifice on my tummy I'm branded
Gave you a call when I landed
Going up and they can't stand it
And they finna get tired of me saying it
If you tryna do games, I'm not playing them
From nothing to something
Hard work and not seeing the sun
I count up a very big sum
Talking 'bout hoes then I got some bad ones
I put the Ann D top of the ones
You can't understand me
'Cuz you ain't on nun
School of getting money - I'm an alum
I'm on the boat and I'm sipping on rum
Baby go dumb
My bro got a rum-pum-pum-pum-pum
You smoking on dung
I got the best Kush up in my lungs
Credits
Writer(s): Khalid Alexander
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