Uncle Answers
SWISH PROFITS
(*Laughing*)
(Aye, heh, it's a cult baby, 2020)
(Aye, aye, yeah)
[Chorus]
I came from nothin’ ain't tellin' me shit
Can’t sell my soul 'cause I'm already rich
Shootin' my shot cause you know I won't miss
My profit on net so I'm callin' it swish
I came from nothin' ain’t tellin’ me shit
Can't sell my soul ’cause I'm already rich
Shootin' my shot cause you know I won't miss
My profit on net so I’m callin' it swish
I came from nothin' ain't tellin' me shit
Can't sell my soul 'cause I'm already rich
Shootin' my shot cause you know I won't miss
My profit on net so I'm callin' it swish
I came from nothin' ain't tellin' me shit
Can't sell my soul 'cause I'm already rich
Shootin' my shot cause you know I won't miss
My profit on net so I'm callin' it swish
[Verse 1]
Huh Yeah
I'm 'bout that bank bitch, I caught it off the glass
And if I can't hit, you know I look to pass
You should do the math, we wasn't 'spose to have
Not even half, but it's crazy how I double that
I think I'll make a toast, my bro went holy ghost
Yeah you know I never ever forget 'bout my cult (Huh)
Show them how to work the well when the water low
Yeah how mammas raised us well and that clearly show
Really though we did evolve
We don't need your pretty clothes
Or even need to gloat and show
We plantin' seeds and reapin' goals
Post on feeds but nothin' grows
Awoke my beast and eatin' more
I luh' to teach this ain't a chore
You wanna seat, then eat before (Yeah, heh, heh , Yeah)
[Chorus]
I came from nothin' ain't tellin' me shit
Can't sell my soul 'cause I'm already rich
Shootin' my shot cause you know I won't miss
My profit on net so I'm callin' it swish
I came from nothin' ain't tellin' me shit
Can't sell my soul 'cause I'm already rich
Shootin' my shot cause you know I won't miss
My profit on net so I'm callin' it swish
I came from nothin' ain't tellin' me shit
Can't sell my soul 'cause I'm already rich
Shootin' my shot cause you know I won't miss
My profit on net so I'm callin' it swish
I came from nothin' ain't tellin' me shit
Can't sell my soul 'cause I'm already rich
Shootin' my shot cause you know I won't miss
Profit on net so I'm callin' it swish
[Verse 2]
'Bout that bank bitch, feel like I'm young Jerome
My interest rate is, cut down to super lows
If you talkin' bout that money, ho's, and stupid clothes
Don't ask me 'bout the car I drove ask If I sell a home
This game is truly free, they scared to mention me
'Cause if the truth get more attention they can't charge a fee
Show them how to sell that preme' when they get too deep
Never move like you hungry if you didn't eat
(*Laughing*)
(Yo)