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Mm-hmm (jump out the front) Cece Winans (I jump out the front, what?) Yeah, yeah, gimme some (brrt, what?) Man, this way too fire, mm (I jump out the front) (What that deuce like?) Ayy, wait, look (wow, okay) Yeah Bread of the Lamb, and I'm ready to eat, eat (eat, eat) I got an attitude, yup, like Eazy (like Eazy) I had to blow up the lab like Dee Dee (like Dee Dee) I got a problem with Friends, no Phoebe (no Phoebe) All of you boys low-key wanna be me (wanna be me) Thumb on the game and they whinin' like Cece Thumb on the game and they whinin' like (yup, ayy) Look what He did, I'm a whole 'nother species (God) Some of y'all still look sleepy (whoa) Billboard, can't you see me? I never mess with no Drake like RiRi (Not the bling or the rapper) Yeah, whippin' to Cece, had her on repeat (skrrt) Alabaster box (yeah) I got the ghost, and I'm boardin', no ouija (boo) Top of my game, let's make it a thing Who want a piece of the kid? (Uh, nah) You clown the same, I came from the King I been tryna tell you, I'm it (wow) Who wanna hang? Roll with the gang I put the ink on my skin (on my skin) Jonny and Dyllie, we got 'em like, "Ooh" Somebody said we the new Grits (who said that?) Can't keep it low-key I asked Him why He chose me (yeah) He said, "You lookin' lonely, but Don't be lonely by yourself" Can't nobody fold me He might have made me OP'd (yeah) But I ain't tryna OD on Pride because it's straight from the hell (nah) Yeah (ayy) Bread of the Lamb, and I'm ready to eat, eat (eat, eat) I got an attitude, yup, like Eazy (like Eazy) I had to blow up the lab like Dee Dee (like Dee Dee) I got a problem with Friends, no Phoebe (no Phoebe) All of you boys low-key wanna be me (wanna be me) Thumb on the game and they whinin' like Cece Thumb on the game and they whinin' like (yeah) Howdy? (Partner) All of my life they doubt me (bummer) Got one shot like Fauci, took it All of my shows be crowded, book it I like 'em nice and rowdy (I do) All of my tribe around me I got the fit from WAUI How he get it to fit so nicely? (Thank you) Want my tip like Spike Lee? Do the right thing All for my King, Jon got the kit like tai chi (tai chi) Got out the boat, saw lightning I found love in the storm like Kylie (Kylie) From The Boondocks like Riley (hol' up) From The Boondocks like Riley Handle that pressure nicely Diamonds shinin', white and brightly (phew) I'm in that studio nightly (I am) Me and my demons fightin' (pew, pew, pew) Please do not get me lit Open that script, gimmie enlightening, yeah (lighting) My crew ball like Caillou (ball) My crew hot like Cayenne (hot) We got tunnel vision Rest in peace to Princess Diana (hey) Yeah (ayy) Bread of the Lamb, and I'm ready to eat, eat (eat, eat) I got an attitude, yup, like Eazy (like Eazy) I had to blow up the lab like Dee Dee (like Dee Dee) I got a problem with Friends, no Phoebe (no Phoebe) All of you boys low-key wanna be me (wanna be me) Thumb on the game and they whinin' like Cece (what) Thumb on the game and they whinin' like, huh
Writer(s): Phillips Dylan Alexander, Jonathan Keith Randle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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