Supreme Anthem

I go 1, 2,

3, bands in my bank account

Niggas my age, look at them made,

call me fake They laughed,

they called me high,

called me sweat Niggas don’t call me wimp,

now I’m rich, don’t forget

Look at me now,

richest between them all They frown,

I grind, worked 9 to 5,

I stand tall Just like a dime in my prime,

niggas know I’m fine Father street,

I line, money city,

body party, I shine Childish,

immature, laughing at my 5’9” Now I CEO,

little bro, sippy toe,

grind Patience turned impatience,

voracious, amacious Cases changed,

never the same, black and tensed,

outrageous Rolls Royce, they call my voice,

my status, my choice

Niggas know I’m just broke?

Nah, I flex, I rejoice Bands in my bank account,

repeating the chant Niggas my age,

they see me, now they can’t