wemby

I tried to tell you niggas I'm an alien, I'm not even from this planet for real You know what I'm saying I'm extraordinary and shit man I'm an alien yeah I'm coming like I'm Wemby Pushing this track and I f*ck up the hemi Oh I'm getting checks I ain't talking no stimmy Yeah, my pockets fat but yo shit a lil empty I'm dripping down while I run up the currency I got a bad bitch she f*ck with me currently Out of my comfort zone this lil bitch daring me But she know I'm on dirt ain't shit that be scaring me Call me Bando the martian, I hop out the space ship Make sure it's all there need that on my payslip Think he fucking with me tell him get a grip Run the money up, yeah, that shit a great tip I run it up yeah you know it's no stopping Ice on my left, yeah, you know that it's clocking All American, my swag, they be jocking And shout out Yomir cause you know that we popping Designer shirt, designer pants, designer shoes The shit I'm rocking I got a bad bitch you know that I'm knocking And shout out my twin cause you know that we locked in Yeah you know that we locked in Like Lamar know I'm weighing my options And that weak shit you got we ain't copping Pass on that shit like my last name was Stockton But f*ck it nigga yeah you know switch up again Way I'm getting green this shit look like muscle man Ain't with the wrestling ain't no Tussling Look at my neck and my wrist bitch it's busting man I'm trying to get rich so I gotta go get it Me and the gang know we worried about digits I'm fucking your hoe while I'm all in your city She don't say hello but she popping the kitty That's just how this shit work for Bando Ice on my neck know it's cold out the damn snow Go gorilla, I'm something like Rambo Trying to compete with us, boy, you is damn slow Tried to tell you niggas that I'm irregular I'm out of space, in this bitch like the nebula I'm one of one, ain't no mirror, no specular And you can't reach me DND on the cellular No bitch you can't reach me nigga Nigga I'm out of this fucking world nigga You niggas can't fucking play with me nigga Nigga I'm motherfucking spaced out nigga F*ck it I'm going back in My brother got choppa it blow em' like wind T-Pain, DJ Khaled, cause bitch I'ma win And then I'ma do it again I'm getting that money just so I can spend I ain't talking no laundry my brother gone spin She a freak off the honey she sip me like Jen And yeah we bout the bread for real Bout the business and we be cutthroat And I may f*ck one time to time But I could never cuff a slut hoe You know I'm balling on a hater Yea, I got them boys in a hush mode Team full of stars and I'm X-Factor Yeah lil bitch but this ain't MUT though