Yea, we finna run up a band
Lil nigga got heart, Uncle Sam
Devote his life, Uncle Sam
And my bitch flex like rubberband
And I'm blowin that shit straight out of proportion
She aint nun but a fan
Wanted to be your man
But I see, I gotta go a different way
You think I care 'cause my face
But I swear baby, It's ok
Wanted to make it fast
But we can, just go at your pace
I'm not really fast
I just don't see (yea)
Just why wait?
Yea, BB that be my belt (yea)
Started off so good
But this shit just start going left (yea)
And the bitch on my dick
Imma slay that hoe, get milked (yea)
Let you have what you want
Yea baby, just don't tell (yea)
You goin for the kill
Yea, I know it's f*ckin real
Pone just on his shit
But he just cannot
Get himself a deal
All the memories man we had nothin
All that shit instilled
Niggas know me as the nigga
That's always for real
Bitches aint got no heart
Bitches aint got no fight
Niggas don't got no fight
Bitch wanna-
Nigga he talkin that shit
Yea, but I keep me a knife (yea)
But niggas all bark no bite (yea)
But nigga don't let the lights get too bright
(You Think You Know Me)
Yea, we finna run up a band
Lil nigga got heart, Uncle Sam
Devote his life, Uncle Sam
And my bitch flex like rubberband
And I'm blowin that shit straight out of proportion
She aint nun but a fan
Wanted to be your man
But I see, I gotta go a different way
You think I care 'cause my face
But I swear baby, It's ok
Wanted to make it fast
But we can, just go at your pace
I'm not really fast
I just don't see (yea)
Just why wait?
Ye- Yea we finna run up a-
Yea we finna-
We finna run a ba- band!
(You Think You Know Me)
Yea, we finna run up a band
Lil nigga got heart, Uncle Sam
Devote his life, Uncle Sam
And my bitch flex like rubberband
And I'm blowin that shit straight out of proportion
She aint nun but a fan
Wanted to be your man
But I see, I gotta go a different way
You think I care 'cause my face
But I swear baby, It's ok
Wanted to make it fast
But we can, just go at your pace
I'm not really fast
I just don't see (yea)
Just why wait?
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Yea, we finna run up a band
Lil nigga got heart, Uncle Sam
Devote his life, Uncle Sam
And my bitch flex like rubberband
And I'm blowin that shit straight out of proportion
She aint nun but a fan
Wanted to be your man
But I see, I gotta go a different way
You think I care 'cause my face
But I swear baby, It's ok
Wanted to make it fast
But we can, just go at your pace
I'm not really fast
I just don't see (yea)
Just why wait?
Yea, BB that be my belt (yea)
Started off so good
But this shit just start going left (yea)
And the bitch on my dick
Imma slay that hoe, get milked (yea)
Let you have what you want
Yea baby, just don't tell (yea)
You goin for the kill
Yea, I know it's f*ckin real
Pone just on his shit
But he just cannot
Get himself a deal
All the memories man we had nothin
All that shit instilled
Niggas know me as the nigga
That's always for real
Bitches aint got no heart
Bitches aint got no fight
Niggas don't got no fight
Bitch wanna-
Nigga he talkin that shit
Yea, but I keep me a knife (yea)
But niggas all bark no bite (yea)
But nigga don't let the lights get too bright
(You Think You Know Me)
Yea, we finna run up a band
Lil nigga got heart, Uncle Sam
Devote his life, Uncle Sam
And my bitch flex like rubberband
And I'm blowin that shit straight out of proportion
She aint nun but a fan
Wanted to be your man
But I see, I gotta go a different way
You think I care 'cause my face
But I swear baby, It's ok
Wanted to make it fast
But we can, just go at your pace
I'm not really fast
I just don't see (yea)
Just why wait?
Ye- Yea we finna run up a-
Yea we finna-
We finna run a ba- band!
(You Think You Know Me)
Yea, we finna run up a band
Lil nigga got heart, Uncle Sam
Devote his life, Uncle Sam
And my bitch flex like rubberband
And I'm blowin that shit straight out of proportion
She aint nun but a fan
Wanted to be your man
But I see, I gotta go a different way
You think I care 'cause my face
But I swear baby, It's ok
Wanted to make it fast
But we can, just go at your pace
I'm not really fast
I just don't see (yea)
Just why wait?
Lil nigga got heart, Uncle Sam
Devote his life, Uncle Sam
And my bitch flex like rubberband
And I'm blowin that shit straight out of proportion
She aint nun but a fan
Wanted to be your man
But I see, I gotta go a different way
You think I care 'cause my face
But I swear baby, It's ok
Wanted to make it fast
But we can, just go at your pace
I'm not really fast
I just don't see (yea)
Just why wait?
Yea, BB that be my belt (yea)
Started off so good
But this shit just start going left (yea)
And the bitch on my dick
Imma slay that hoe, get milked (yea)
Let you have what you want
Yea baby, just don't tell (yea)
You goin for the kill
Yea, I know it's f*ckin real
Pone just on his shit
But he just cannot
Get himself a deal
All the memories man we had nothin
All that shit instilled
Niggas know me as the nigga
That's always for real
Bitches aint got no heart
Bitches aint got no fight
Niggas don't got no fight
Bitch wanna-
Nigga he talkin that shit
Yea, but I keep me a knife (yea)
But niggas all bark no bite (yea)
But nigga don't let the lights get too bright
(You Think You Know Me)
Yea, we finna run up a band
Lil nigga got heart, Uncle Sam
Devote his life, Uncle Sam
And my bitch flex like rubberband
And I'm blowin that shit straight out of proportion
She aint nun but a fan
Wanted to be your man
But I see, I gotta go a different way
You think I care 'cause my face
But I swear baby, It's ok
Wanted to make it fast
But we can, just go at your pace
I'm not really fast
I just don't see (yea)
Just why wait?
Ye- Yea we finna run up a-
Yea we finna-
We finna run a ba- band!
(You Think You Know Me)
Yea, we finna run up a band
Lil nigga got heart, Uncle Sam
Devote his life, Uncle Sam
And my bitch flex like rubberband
And I'm blowin that shit straight out of proportion
She aint nun but a fan
Wanted to be your man
But I see, I gotta go a different way
You think I care 'cause my face
But I swear baby, It's ok
Wanted to make it fast
But we can, just go at your pace
I'm not really fast
I just don't see (yea)
Just why wait?
Writer: Kenny Cxpone
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