Yeah, yeah

Hundred thousand followers

Okay, alrightTennessee, you know I do the bill comma

Dyllie

Okay, a hundred grand, hundred K

Yeah, hundred grand, hundred K

Hundred bands, what a day

Underneath the sun, ain′t nothin' new, but it′s a sunny day

Tryna spend this money like He comin', He ain't runnin′ late

DistroKid, cut the check, indie tribe., cut the cake

Hundred grand, hundred K

Hundred bands, what a day

Look, chasin′ after money make you run in place

Yeah, I just called my mother, said your son is straight

Yeah, you don't break that bread up, that′s a ton of weight

Had to double up on generosity when I upped the fee

Know He threw my sin inside the sea, left it on a tree

Demons, they be lookin' real depressed, put it on a tee

I can′t treat the greed like it's a pet and put it on a leash

I just need some tender lovin′ care, there's a lot of creeps

Chasin' waterfalls, lined in the mud, and then He scrubbed me clean

Yeah, TLC, I′m good, I feel like GLC

Laughin′ all the way up to the bank, I feel like Peele and Key

Look, I was busy cuttin' up to Calvin, it was killin′ me

Think that's when I met the Lord but felt like He wasn′t feelin' me

Made it hard to love the poor and widows, let alone the Lord

I was focused on the court and if He had acquitted me

Okay, I know that Yahweh made the payment, and He payin′ me

To play with nouns and verbs and make a case to all the laity

Lay down all your greed, that's if you payed it if you patiently

Waitin' on a check, you could be faithful with your frailty

You see these Reeboks on my feet? I got three pair of these

But I didn′t cop, my single popped, BYOD took care of me

Secured the fee apparently, and now I got security

Ten go to Melchizedek, ten go to a charity

Yeah, hundred grand, hundred K

Hundred bands, what a day

Underneath the sun, ain′t nothin' new, but it′s a sunny day

Tryna spend this money like He comin', He ain′t runnin' late

DistroKid, cut the check, indie tribe., cut the cake

Hundred grand, hundred K

Hundred bands, what a day

Look, chasin′ after money make you run in place

Yeah, I just called my mother, said your son is straight

Yeah, you don't break that bread up, that's a ton of weight

I just got a hundred thousand followers

Dyllie, you so musical, she ain′t talkin′ all of 'em?

We got lots of chemistry, what is that, a polymer?

Indie tribe. is in the house, like an ankle monitor?

Look, thank God for the platform, ink all in my passport

Industry is cold as Minnesota, better pack warm

Me and ′Vello, that's two W′s like tax forms

Jon and Mogli tied the knot, need you to clap for 'em (Thank you)

I pity the fool—I take that back, Philippians 2

Had some friends I kicked it with that disappeared like Freddy Adu

My girl sweet like honey in my tummy, feel like Winnie the Pooh

Funny like Arsenio, mixed with Mineo, makin′ William 2

Yeah, oh, yeah, get paid off the Internet like Comcast

Most the stuff I'm hearin' on the Internet is bombast

Had a vision we in life in heaven, and we all last

′Course there ain′t no Internet in heaven, I said "At long last"

Sheesh

I said bombast

Like bombastic, like Shaggy

I'm still goin′ Bostic

Hundred grand, hundred K

Hundred bands, what a day