Beast Coast - Rubberband lyrics

Uh, they say I'm criminally underrated
Top five? Nah, more like the fuckin’ greatest
Can't compare me to nobody
Get slow bodied, the flow got it
They speak up on the kid so highly
How the fuck did this nigga doubt me?
We could go there, we could talk about it
Ask you niggas where you fuckin' found me
I’ll go cash a check and then I catch a body
I'll go kill a rapper, then I rap about it
I'm a beast, got the
Whole Flatbush behind me, we deep
How the whole team is elite?
How? Bitch, don't you act like you don't know
I got to get to the, get to the dough

I really hope you get
Everything you prayin' for
Even if that thing you
Prayin' for my downfall amen, hallelujah
I say I'm number one, you say delusional
Woke up like fuck that humble shit
I’m on my rumble shit
Winners talk about winnin’
Losers talk about other shit
You never get what you deserve
Just what you negotiate
You want the bag, I want the safe
Click-clack, nobody safe
Clap, you look like fashion and my
Verses be like rappin' class
I’m on the highway to Hell, I count my sins
Then laugh and crash acid God
Stuffed a hundred grams inside
The sandwich bag money knots
So fat it's bustin' through the rubber bands

I'm a rubber band man
So I always bounce back (Back)
Countin’ up this bread
With the biscuit in my lap (Lap)
Nigga act up, we gon' push
His shit back, back, back
I'm a rubber band man
So I always bounce back (Back)
Countin' up this bread
With the biscuit in my lap (Lap)
Nigga act up, we gon' push
His shit back, back, back

I'm a little bit different, see
My visual, delivery spiritual
I'm not who you want me to be
I am who I am, yeah, believe I'm the one
I'm back on my bully, more Tyson than Fury
Yeah ice out the jewelry, too loud
They can't hear you connected, we smokin'
Your bitches be chuggin' white
Wine and tequila need a bae with a body
Like Megan Thee Stallion, shit
I love me a diva, none the concealer
Might vacuum the seal if I need it
We lookin' defeated? Nah
I'm walkin' like Jesus
We at the Nobu Matsuhisa
Zombie the logo, test us a no no

Yeah, I spent some years on the road (Huh)
Think it's time I come back home (Huh)
Hoard that money like a cult
Come into the jungle, ready for the brawl
Every single summer, nigga let it off
If it's any interest, then I pay the cost
So these rubber bands closer to them grams
I put that on Yams, I might get a Porsche
Yeah feed me diamonds, free medallions
That's expensive diet, and what's bad for?
I gotta ask for it but you scared to buy it
Humble flex, I get crazy vibes
So when I'm stressed
I know they ain't surprised
That's a cool shirt but it ain't your size
When I go berserk, I get laser sight
When I'm in my feels, I blow a bag tonight

I'm a rubber band man
So I always bounce back (Back)
Countin' up this bread
With the biscuit in my lap (Lap)
Nigga act up, we gon' push
His shit back, back, back
I'm a rubber band man
So I always bounce back (Back)
Countin' up this bread
With the biscuit in my lap (Lap)
Nigga act up, we gon' push
His shit back, back, back

Shut the fuck up, see shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up, bum ass nigga haha, yo
Bum ass nigga