Quantum Physics

These bitches gon know
Them bitches gon go
These bitches they know
They bitch cause they know
These biggas gon go
Bitches they know
These biggas gon go
These bitches they know
Now who is the man?
They bitch cause they know
The bitches gon go
They know who the man
These bitches they know
Bitches gon go
They know who the man
The bitches gon know
These bitches gon go

Gettin the dough
Thumbin through dough
Mixin’ the pot
Gettin the box
My pockets on brolic
Your pockets on skinny
I got both my niggas with me
We racing the Benzies (damn)
We running the Benji's (damn)
You joggin through Benji's
I'm driving through money
Damn, I'm running through money

Biggas gon know
Damn, these biggas gon know
I got out the bands
Bitches you know
Bitches keep go

Chasin the bands
You bitches gon know
Damn, they bitch cause they know
Bitches they know
These hoes they know, yeah
These hoes they now
That I am the man
These bitches they go
These bitches they know
That I am the man
Chasin my bands, yeah
Pockets with bands
They bitch cause they know, yeah
Bands, yeah, chasin the bands

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Damn I miss Yams
Damn I miss my man
Damn I miss my man
We pour up the lean
Pourin the Ac, yeah the A's and the B's
I'm stacking my cheese
I'm stacking mc's, damn
Shoutout to them C's
Shoutout to them B's
Them niggas they blooded, yeah
I am that nigga
They know I'm that nigga
They know I'm that nigga
They know I'm that nigga
My pockets they figures
Bank account, lookin like, a bunch of fuckin figures
I got on the RAF
RAF on my back
Alexander Wang
Alexander McQueen, yeah
Scarf in my pocket