HOOK

Make it bounce, make it bounce

Flipped an eighth into an ounce

Flipped an ounce into a pound

Kept it goin’ all around

Kept it loud

Kept it goin’ for my city, for my town

Kept it goin’ cuz I’m down for high amounts, too high to count

Couple bil in the account

Ever since I was an itty bitty little piece of shit, I’ve had my mind on one thing, it’s not chicks, now that that’s been said I know you’re thinkin’ it was dicks

You’re a twisted individual, you’re sick

But you’re guessin’ too quick, like you’re me takin’ three tests

Check marks did not exist when Bibs mixed with arithmetic

Once they introduced the alphabet to numbers, that was it

On the spectrum’s what I’m thinking that I is

Autistic, shit I meant artistic, best characteristic

Coupled in vernacular beyond your own linguistics

Lyrically I’m mystic, so purely unrealistic

Enigma been the stigma, you could call me a statistic - shit

Attention deficit, on top I’m hyperactive, it’s always been a factor, I love to get off topic, I’m an actor

Mind is racing constant making laughter, and dealing with disaster, but makin’ moolah’s always what I’m after

HOOK

Love the paper, love the cheese, love the cheddar

Y’all can rain on me forever, Benjamin gon’ make it better

How can I be sad? I fall sleep in Gucci sweaters

Got a cooch for every letter, all together - PUSSY

Bibby’s been a beast and he’s a snack

Eat a Gusher out my ass, finesse is somethin’ I don’t lack, I never slack

I’m artillery when Paul calls an attack

I’m revered in everywhere I’ve ever been, they want me back

Pretty clear I got a knack

For something

I know one thing, it’s that I suck at doin’ nothing

I’m becoming, what I call King

Cuz what I bring would make a blind man think I’m linked to angel wings