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yung simmie – uncle sam lyrics

i be finessin’
i be gettin’ to the cash ain’t no restin’
i let this 40 bang b-tch ain’t no wrestlin’
you with them rookie games b-tch i’m a veteran
i roll a cannon take a plane ain’t no landin’
she give me brain don’t know her name she speak spanish
i do my thing i get my chains then i vanish
you n-ggas lame f-ck yo’ campaign i’m a bandit
i’m grippin’ grain i’m gettin’ brain i’m in traffic
i’m at yo’ brain it ain’t no game i’m a savage
you just talkin’ i live it i make it happen
no cruise but we gettin’ wavy i’m yo’ captain

i’m a go getter
middle finger to a gold digger
ya you eatin’ but we feastin’ cuz’ my bowl bigger
that 40 bang it make music and that clip the feature
i treat that b-tch like an artist it will meet and greet ya
i’m a benz boy my whip come with special features
pull up on the b-tch hop in what we eatin’
i wake and bake with yo’ b-tch but i don’t miss a meetin’
the money call me when i’m sleepin’ i pick up like ‘who dis?’
it’s the gwop i gotta get to it
school of the hardknocks i was the head student
and now i teach the teacher the coach is on the bleacher
read a script to the preacher how i met the grim reaper
how i heard you way cheaper how i pulled up in that beamer
if a n-gga ever trippin’ he gon’ meet the red beam-er
and you know i smoke strong i can arm wrestle john cena
goons murk the scene make a mess call mr. clean up
married to the money we got kids n-gga f-ck the prenup
i got dollars on the floor leave it there i let the maid clean up
rollin’ blunts thick as h-ll yeah gorilla fingers
i got homies in the cartel they’ll k!ll ya

b-tch i’m bout my bands
i want my money in my hand
i’m taxin n-ggas – uncle sam
i get that gwop and flip it d-mn

pull up on yo’ block
watch them haters scram
they know who i am
i’m taxin’ n-ggas – uncle sam

- yung simmie lyrics

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