Yeah
Hey, mh

Every day I'm counting up my paper (yeah)
Petty niggas hate, the ones in public with the vapors (ay)
Leave 'em in the dust and then we tell 'em, "See you later" (true)
Only people that truly know me is my mama and my maker (yeah)
Shawty, you like my freeform dreads (true)
I love it when she give a nigga freeform head (ay)
It's the banana boy, favorite color you know (yeah)
Yellow is the new black, and I'm Mr. Caputo (hmm)

Close the blinds
I want to see me shine
Don't want to hear you chime
I want to see me glisten
Close the blinds
I want to see me shine
(Yeah) don't want to hear you chime
(Bet) I want to see me glisten

(Woo) dreads like Bob Marley
Hardly ever call these hoes, I'm too gnarly
Look like George Foreman (yeah), couldn't afford Jordans
Talk to informant never, I'm important
Maybe I might die
Baby girl, I'm the cream of the crop (yeah)
Crème de la crème, got the juice so they jock (true)
Women in my city treat a nigga like I'm Diddy (woo)
Pimpin' ain't a thang, I'm independent with my lane (ay)
Aminé very fly (yeah), Aminé don't even try (no)
He raps and then he dips, he never singin' for no tricks (yeah)
Turn on your TV, then you might see me
Aminé don't give a fuck because I know that I'm the G

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Adam Amine Daniel, Guy William Lawrence, Howard John Lawrence