HUMBLE. (Mixed) [Trapout] lyrics

[Verse: Kendrick Lamar]
Ayy, I remember syrup sandwiches and crime allowances
Finesse a n*gga with some counterfeits, but now I'm countin' this
Parmesan where my accountant lives, in fact, I'm downin' this (DJ Voyst)
D'USSÉ with my boo bae, tastes like Kool-Aid for the analysts
Girl, I can buy your ass the world with my paystub
Ooh, that pus*y good, won't you sit it on my taste bloods?
I get way too petty once you let me do the extras
Pull up on your block, then break it down: we playin' Tetris
A.m. to the p.m., p.m. to the a.m., funk
p*ss out your per diem, you just gotta hate 'em, funk
If I quit your BM, I still ride Mercedes, funk
If I quit this season, I still be the greatest, funk
My left stroke just went viral
Right stroke put lil' baby in a spiral
Soprano C, we like to keep it on a high note
It's levels to it, you and I know

[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
b*tch, be humble (Hol' up, b*tch)
Sit down (Hol' up, lil', hol' up, lil' b*tch)
Be humble (Hol' up, b*tch)
Sit down (Hol' up, sit down, lil', sit down, lil' b*tch)
Be humble (Hol' up, hol' up)
b*tch, sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, lil' b*tch)
Be humble (Lil' b*tch, hol' up, b*tch)
Sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up)
Be humble (Hol' up, hol' up)
Sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, lil', hol' up, lil' b*tch)
Be humble (Hol' up, b*tch)
Sit down (Hol' up, sit down, lil', sit down, lil' b*tch)
Be humble (Hol' up, hol' up)
b*tch, sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, lil' b*tch)
Be humble (Lil' b*tch, hol' up, b*tch)
Sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up)
[Outro: Kendrick Lamar & Gunna]
Who that n*gga thinkin' that he frontin' on Man-Man? (Man-Man)
Get the f*ck off my stage (It's Young Wunna and Young Wheezy, man, this sh*t too easy)