Uncle Sam Lyrics

Uh, uh, okay, okay, said I

Said I wake up in the morning bright and early tryna make a M

Stand on ten, before I brush my teeth, bitch I done made a band

I been that man, my shooters keep them choppers like Afghanistan

She been a fan, yo bitch just top me off inside the Sprinter van

In disbelief, bitch, I just made a hundred like Will Chamberlain

Just want the cake, bitch, I been dodging hate like I was in a Ram

I'm out in Texas, sipping purple mud, I feel like Dirty Dan

We spinning Benz, them boys been jwetting hard finessing Uncle Sam

Well say that then, Maybach Benz, this bitch think she can make demands

You hating on me while I'm making plays but you still in the stands

In Philippines, my wrist Patek Philippe, you know we play for keeps

It's pressure in this blunt, I hit the gas like it's a SRT

Been getting paid so much, I put designer on my bed sheet

Don't do the beef, been tryna make a mill like my first name was Meek

Uh, uh, uh, okay, okay, bitch I

Bitch I stand on business, ran me up some digits, only took a minute

Been hurt so much I had to get some ice like I was in the clinic

So authentic, said it then I meant it, I don't do the gimmicks

Headed to the top it ain't gon' stop, no we don't do the limits

Can't take it with me when I die, I got this bread so I'mma spend it

Hit his bitch and gave her back to him, I know that boy offended

Flexing on that app, we know it's cap, boy all them cars is rented

In that coupe like it's a dreidel, cut the traction, I'mma spin it

Got Michael's secret stuff inside my cup, I'm jumping out the gym

Dunking like my name was Tim, I told em' meet me at the rim

Car dashing down that highway, my next bitch gotta be thick like Kim

Stop trying to act like you was kin, we not the same, don't call me twin

Feel sorry for you boy, ya shawty lied and told you I'm a friend

She at my crib right now and like it's yoga, I'mma make her bend

Said I wake up in the morning bright and early tryna make a M

Stand on ten, before I brush my teeth, bitch I done made a band

I been that man, my shooters keep them choppers like Afghanistan

She been a fan, yo bitch just topped me off inside the Sprinter van

In disbelief, bitch I just made a hundred like Will Chamberlain

Just want the cake, bitch, I been dodging hate like I was in a Ram

I'm out in Texas, sipping purple mud, I feel like Dirty Dan

We spinning Benz, them boys been jwetting hard finessing Uncle Sam