Like I’m Mitch lyrics

[Intro]
Hmm, ayy
I feel like—
Hmm, yeah (Buss One)

[Verse]
Hmm, I'm paid in full like I'm Ace (Ace), move the blow like I'm Mitch (Mitch)
Yeah, fifty in my pocket, I got fifty in my blick (Brrt, yeah)
A hundred thousand out the bank, these blues stickier than sh*t
So I told baby wash her hands after she help me count this sh*t (Count this sh*t)
Your mama knew soon as she had you you wasn't gon' amount to sh*t (Wasn't gon' be nothing)
I threw four thousand on a stripper, sometimes, I be clowning b*tches (Stripper)
I'm in Louis, in the back, spendin' racks, you shop at the front (Regular)
n*gga play with me, you gettin' smoked, turn you to a blunt (Yeah)
A hundred fifty pounds on me now, b*tch, they in the trunk (They in the trunk)
Rose gold Presi', chocolate bezel, b*tch, I feel like Trump
Hmm, take it out the blender, yeah, they stepped on, b*tch, I be stomping
Hmm, Hellcat growling, b*tch, you hear me down the street, I'm coming (Yeah)
My pop in Cincinnati called, he need a hundred (A hundred)
You know I'm eating and I can tell you ain't, my dog, your stomach grumbling (Grumbling)
b*tch, I'm beating, tryna hide this paper, I'm gon' need a shovel (Brrt, brrt)
Huh, I got the ball in my hand, they waitin' on me to fumble (Waitin' on me to fall)
Chop it with a razor blade, now watch the cookie crumble
Hmm, bad brownskin in my phone, I call her peanut butter
All my n*ggas really having, we don't need each other (We don't need each other)
Ayy, lil' b*tch, my body full of water, I don't need a bubbler (I'm wet)
Drop it in the pot and ain't gon' whip it 'til I see it bubbling (Yeah)
Yeah, I know you n*ggas fallin' off, boy, I can see you stumbling
Huh, I'm a shark, great white, I ain't no hammerhead (On me)
My 'migo hit me with like twenty bucks, he know I can handle that (Brrt)
I pull up 2025 'Vette, he can't see where the handles at (Where the handle?)
I get a ball and whip it, lil' n*gga, where your handles at? (Mmm)
Louis shoes on the beach, my b*tch like, "Baby, where your sandals at?" (Where your sandals?)
Hmm, I got ho, ho, hoes, she like, "Bae, where Santa at?" (Bae, where Santa?)
Hmm, raw brick of fent', I bust it down, it look like Similac (Yeah)
If that sh*t ain't 'bout no paper, dog, then I ain't even tryna chat (Uh-uh)
My life a movie, I be on TV, uh-uh, don't change the channel yet
Porsche Panamera, look at the ceiling, this b*tch panoramic (Yeah)
Hmm, you can catch me in the hood like a damn mechanic (Yeah)
Hmm, you can catch me in the Ghost, I'm like Danny Phantom
Hmm, right now, I don't want no steak, b*tch, make me a sandwich (Sandwich)
Forever lit, b*tch, I'm walkin' 'round like I'm a candle (Mmm)
I hit the club with some hustlers, killers, and some dancers
Hmm, all these motherf*ckin' bands, baby, I'm a bandit (I'm a bandit)