(Video Intro)
Wicked or weakness
You gotta see this
Waaaaay, yeah, yeah!
(Intro)
Nobody pray for me
It’s been that day for me
Waaaaay yeah, yeah!
(Verse 1)
Ayy, I remember syrup sandwiches and crime allowances
Finesse a ni**a with some counterfeits
But now I’m counting this
Parmesan where my accountant lives
In fact, I’m downing this
Dusse with my boo bae tastes like Kool Aid for the analysts
Girl, I can buy yo a$$ the world with my paystub
Ooh, that pu**y good, won’t you sit it on my taste bloods?
I get way too petty once you let me do the extras
Pull up on your block, then break it down: we playing Tetris
A.M. to the P.M., P.M. to the A.M., funk
Piss out your per diem, you just gotta hate em, funk
If I quit your BM, I still ride Mercedes, funk
If I quit this season, I still be the greatest, funk
My left stroke just went viral
Right stroke put lil baby in a spiral
Soprano C, we like to keep it on a high note
It’s levels to it, you and I know, bi**h, be humble
(Chorus)
Hol up, bi**h sit down
Hol up lil bi**h, hol up lil bi**h be humble
Hol up, bi**h sit down
Sit down, hol up, lil bi**h
Be humble bi**h
Hol up, hol up, hol up, hol up bi**h, sit down
Lil bi**h hol up, lil bi**h be humble
Hol up, bi**h sit down
Hol up, hol up, hol up, hol up be humble
Hol up, hol up, hol up, hol up, lil bi**h sit down
Hol up lil bi**h be humble
Hol up, bi**h, sit down
Hol up, sit down, lil bi**h
Sit down, lil bi**h, be humble
Hol up, hol up, hol up, hol up, lil bi**h, bi**h, sit down
Hol up, bi**h be humble
Hol up, bi**h sit down
Hol up, hol up, hol up, hol up
(Verse 2)
Who dat ni**a thinking that he fronting on Man, Man?
Man Man
Get the f**k off my stage, I’m the Sandman, Sandman
Get the f**k off my d**k, that ain’t right
I make a play f**king up your whole life
I’m so f**king sick and tired of the Photoshop
Show me something natural like afro on Richard Pryor
Show me something natural like ass with some stretch marks
Still will take you down right on your mama’s couch in Polo socks, ayy
This s**t way too crazy, ayy, you do not amaze me, ayy
I blew cool from AC, ayy, Obama just paged me, ayy
I don’t fabricate it, ayy, most of y’all be faking, ayy
I stay modest bout it, ayy, she elaborate it, ayy
This that Grey Poupon, that Evian, that TED Talk, ayy
Watch my soul speak, you let the meds talk, ayy
If I kill a ni**a, it won’t be the alcohol, ayy
I’m the realest ni**a after all, bi**h, be humble
(Chorus)
Hol up, bi**h sit down
Hol up lil bi**h, hol up lil bi**h be humble
Hol up, bi**h sit down
Sit down, hol up, lil bi**h
Be humble bi**h
Hol up, hol up, hol up, hol up bi**h, sit down
Lil bi**h hol up, lil bi**h be humble
Hol up, bi**h sit down
Hol up, hol up, hol up, hol up be humble
Hol up, hol up, hol up, hol up, lil bi**h sit down
Hol up lil bi**h be humble
Hol up, bi**h, sit down
Hol up, sit down, lil bi**h
Sit down, lil bi**h, be humble
Hol up, hol up, hol up, hol up, lil bi**h, bi**h, sit down
Hol up, bi**h be humble
Hol up, bi**h sit down
Hol up, hol up, hol up, hol up
