Me and Bandit, we a army Yeah, aight, shit, let go

The way I'm doin' shit, you gon' think that I'm dynamic

Makin' money, makin' music, **** can't stand it

Slide with that musket, ****, look like Miles Standish

Red coat on me like a person saying dandy Hit him with that switch like a motherfuckin

Nanny Put the 40 on him, nah, ****, gettin' handsy

See me with that money, nah, them bitches gettin' handsy

Yeah, I'm at the front, ****, nah, I'm at the fence

Few shots in the air, got some **** bein' jumpy

I ain't got her number saved, but you savin' it as honey

I ain't chasin' none of these hoes, only thing I'm chasin' money

Tryna pack a **** up like some motherfuckin' luggage

People say they know me, but they never see me struggle

Tryna pave the way, I know sometimes it's hard to juggle

If you put me in that field, then I ain't never gon' fumble

I'm a big city kid, how I grew up in that jungle

Caught him ridin' in a four-door, we turned into convertibles

Lil' this, lil' that, ****, I ain't heard of him

Todd, gurley shit, chop a see, the opps it hurdle em

Started moved it slow, should be lookin' like a turtle, do

Shootin' at his face, so he might just need a turtleneck

Cakin' with the hoes, ****, I ain't really into that

Opps move it snaky in the grass, better watch your back

They be askin, what's in my account? I said hella racks

Hella bands, hella stacks, shawty lookin' like a snack

I ain't like her face, so I might just beat her from the back

Bookin' all these shows, should be lookin' like I'm automatic

Keep it sticky in my jeans, better tell him EJ never lacked

She said I got my name in her mouth, never that

Shawty said I'm tweakin, but I'm coolin, bitch, I stay relaxed

Shawty said I'm tweakin, but I'm coolin, bitch, I stay relaxed

Yeah, I'm really itchin' for that cheese, but I don't fuck with rats

Presidential treatment, ridin' in a whip, that's all black

Damn, but I really like my presidents

Tryin' to overstep, I had to shoot him in my residence

Feel like Bruce Wayne with the gadgets, I got hella shit

Said he went to church, ironic, left him heaven-sent

Keep a glizzy on me if a **** tryin' relish it

Feenin' for that paper, bro, he locked up for embezzlement

Put a dot on my scope, if they tweakin, I'm connectin' it

305 to 704, try to represent

It's just me, myself, and I

It's just me, myself, and I

It's just me, myself, and I

It's just me, myself, and I

It's just me, myself, and I

It's just me, myself, and I

It's just me, myself, and I

They get lit, turned up, now