B.o.B - Creme De La Creme lyrics

I go Willie B, I go Harambe
I go Mutombo, Dikembe
Get that Lewinsky, Will Smith pay
Independence day
No Scientology, I know my geography
Roll up these collard greens
I came up from poverty
Now fuck off my property
Fuck off my, my property
Fuck off my property my property

I don't notice them, them, creme de la creme
I don't fuck with them, creme de la creme
And if I ever let this play again
(creme de la creme)
I could touch the sky (creme de la creme)
And if I ever leave this place again
I don't notice them, creme de la creme

I got my own lane
Since i was a kid I was a grown man
I don't need no new friends
Funny how they smile and they grin
True colors are hiding within
It's easy to slide and pretend
When you at a disquise of a friend
Wonder would she ride if i
Wasn't in a 500 benz
I don't know I don't get the shit
Why fuck with hoes that ain't interested
Smoke all your weed
Drink all your liquor and
Snapchat the shit like it's Christmas gifts
Goddamn shit, I know 'cause I witnessed it
It's all about how they leave your life
It's never about how they entered it (creme)

I don't notice them, them, creme de la creme
I don't fuck with them, creme de la creme
And if I ever let this play again
(creme de la creme)
I could touch the sky (creme de la creme)
And if I ever leave this place again
I don't notice them, creme de la creme
I could touch the sky (creme de la creme)
And if I ever leave this place again
(creme de la creme)
I could touch the sky (creme de la creme)