I'm criminally underrated, top 5, nah, more like the fuckin' greatest Can't compare me to nobody, get slow body, flow got it They speak up on the kids so highly, how the fuck did that nigga die, man? We can go there, we can talk about it Action niggas, when you fuckin' find me, I go catch and check it, then I catch a body I go kill a rapper, then I rap about it, I'm a beast Got the whole fabric behind me, we deep, how the whole team is elite I hope it's us, you act like you don't know, I gotta get you to, get you to know I really hope you get everything you prayin' for Even if that thing you prayin' for might damn fall Amen, hallelujah I say I'm number one You say delusional, I woke up like, fuck that humble shit, I'm on my rumble shit Winners talk about winning, losers talk about other shit You never get what you deserve, just what you negotiate You want the bag, I want the space, click clack, nobody's safe Glad you look like that shit, have my verses be like rapping class I'm on the highway to hell, I count my sins, 11 crash I said God, stuffed a hundred grams inside the sandwich bag Money nuts, so fat, it's bustin' through the rubber bands I'm a rubber band man, so I always bounce back Countin' up the spread with the biscuit in my lap We can act up, we gon' put your shit back Back, line, line I'm a rubber band man, so I always bounce back Countin' up the spread with the biscuit in my lap We can act up, we gon' put your shit back Back, line, line I'm a little bit different, see, my visual, deliberate, spiritual I'm not who you want me to be, I am who I am, yeah Believe I'm the one, I'm back on my pulley, want Tyson and Fury, yeah Ice out the jury, too loud, I can't hear ya, connected, we smokin' You wish you be chuggin' white wine and tequila Need a bag with a body like Megan Thee Stallion, shit, I love me a diva Vanilla concealer, my back in the ceiling, Vanilla, we lookin' defeated Nah, I'm workin' like Jesus, we all don't know who met the Swiss Sign me the logo, Texas alone It's been some years on the road, think it's time I come back home Quote that money like a cold, come into the jungle ready for the bro Every single summer, nigga, let it go, if it's in the interest, then I pay the cost On these rubber bands, closer to them grams, I put that on yams, I'ma get a Porsche Yeah, feed me diamonds, dream of diamonds, it's expensive, die, and we're bound for I gotta ask for it, but you're scared to find Humble flex, I get crazy vibes And when I'm stressed, I know they ain't surprised That's a cool shirt, but it ain't your size When I go berserk, I get late to site When I'm in my feels, I blow a bag tonight Rubber band, man, so I always bounce back Countin' up the spray, put the biscuits in my lap Nigga, act up, we gon' put the C in the gap Back, like, back Rubber band, man, so I always bounce back Countin' up the spray, put the biscuits in my lap Nigga, act up, we gon' put the C in the gap Back, like, back Nigga, come at me