Like I'm Mitch

Hmm, ayy, I feel like

Mm, yeah (Bust one)

Hmm, I'm paid in full like I'm Ace, move the blow like I'm Mitch

Yeah, fifty in my pocket, I got fifty in my blick

A hundred thousand out the bank, these blues stickier than shit

So I told baby wash her hands after she help me count this shit

Your mama knew soon as she had you you wasn't gon' amount to shit

I do four thousand on a stripper, sometimes I be clowning bitches

I'm in Louis, in the back, spendin' racks, you shop at the front

**** play with me, you gettin' smoked, turn you to a blunt

A hundred fifty pounds on me now, bitch, they in the trunk

Rose gold Presi', chocolate bezel, bitch, I feel like Trump

Hmm, take it out the blender, yeah, they stepped on, bitch, I be stomping

Hmm, Hellcat growling, bitch, you hear me down the street, I'm coming

My partner in Cincinnati called, he need a hundred

Eating and I can tell you ain't, my dog, your stomach grumbling

Bitch, I'm beating, tryna hide this paper, I'm gon' need a shovel

Huh, I got the ball in my hand, they waiting on me to fumble

Chop it with a razor blade, then watch the cookie crumble

Hmm, bad brownskin in my phone, I call her peanut butter

All my **** really having, we don't need each other

Ayy, lil' bitch, my body full of water, I don't need a bubbler

Drop it in the pot and ain't gon' whip it 'til I see it bubbling

Yeah, I know you **** fallin' off, boy, I can see you stumbling

Huh, I'm a shark, great white, I ain't no hammerhead

My 'migo hit me with like twenty bushels, he know I can handle that

I pull up 2025 'Vette, he can't see where the handles at

I get a ball and whip it, lil' ****, where your handles at?

Louis shoes on the beach, my bitch like, "Baby, where your sandals at?"

Hmm, I got ho, ho, hoes, she like, "Bae, where Santa at?"

Hmm, raw brick of fent', I bust it down, it look like Similac

If that shit ain't 'bout no paper, dog, then I ain't even tryna chat

My life a movie, I be on TV, uh-uh, don't change the channel yet

Porsche Panemera, look at the ceiling, this bitch panoramic

Hmm, you can catch me in the hood like a damn mechanic

Hmm, you can catch me in the Ghost, I'm like Danny Phantom

Hmm, right now, I don't want no steak, bitch, make me a sandwich

Forever lit, bitch, I'm walkin' 'round like I'm a candle

I hit the club with some hustlers, killers, and some dancers

Hmm, all these motherfuckin' bands, baby, I'm a bandit