[Intro]
Yeah
Turn me up
[Verse 1]
Hold on it’s just me
Self-engineer
So self-centered
I’m the self-member of the year
Hold on it’s just Amiir
Self-prod and I’m motherfucking FOB of the year
Jealous motherfuckers really want some fisticuffs
I got some real music locked up in the vault
Right now, I’m just looking for a brand-new bitch to fuck
They ain't just salty they just drank a bitter cup
We was bouta move in the projects
If we moved to the projects, wouldn’t have made it this far yеt
I’m still far away where that I wanna be but I’m patiеnt
We all the same TBH we all be on that lame shit
I’m really the same I ain't changed bits
I’m still basic
Now I’m one hell of a product
RTG man this whole thing is prod us
(unintelligible)
What the fuck
[Verse 2]
Allah quinch my thirst
Put the jinn in the dirt
Water my soil make it flourish
Alter my bitch make her perf
Allah quinch my thirst
Put the jinn in the dirt
Water my soil make it flourish
Alter my bitch make her perf
Was a kid with the SpongeBob walkie talkie
Now I’ve learned from what my motherfucking mommy taught me
Never really was that fuck kid that was popping
Was Aldi now no one can really stop me
Grew up since I threw up back car seat
Bitch I’m a bossie
Feel like I’m Jandhi
Drinking Faxe Kondi
Drinking what I’m wanting
Drinking that zam zam
I don’t want a dick rider not a fan man
Shoutout Orange he be Fanta
Others be fake like they be Santa
Callisto