Professional Lyrics

(Gang)

(Gang)

(Gang gang gang gang)

Woah

I'm feeling incredible

(Yes)

We smoking that good pack

Pound cake

I'm smoking on medical

(Yes)

And I ain't no rookie don't get it confused

I'm a professional

(Yeah)

Yeah I'm a professional

(Yeah)

Yeah I'm a professional

Woah

Can't get too high cant get too low

Yeah you won't ever catch up fess up

When you knowing that I'm next up

Yeah

I just get the ball for the touchdown

Run it back devin hester

Yeah

Crunch time lunch time

I gotta eat

I can't fold under pressure

Damn they hating man that's messed up

How the fuck you finna count me out

Aye fuck them niggas put a bounty out

That's so raven I can see it now

Got the vision now

Don't got time just to sit around

Chill around

Where's your bitch

Well I'm with her now

After this verse finna dick her down

Yeah yeah

Okay simmer down

I would never touch that bitch

Im with wifey now

Yo bitch a random sweatshirt in the lost and found

Man somebody had to say it

Boy she been around

Aye

Aye where she at

Man she been around

Skrt skrt

I might hop up in that mazi now

Skrt skrt

Where he at

They can't find me now

And all that shit that held me back

Shit it's behind me now

Yeah yeah

Okay simmer down

I would never touch that bitch

Im with wifey now

Yo bitch a random sweatshirt in the lost and found

Man somebody had to say it

Boy she been around

Aye

Aye where she at

Man she been around

Skrt skrt

I might hop up in that mazi now

Skrt skrt

Where he at

They can't find me now

And all that shit that held me back

Shit it's behind me now

Yeah yeah

It's behind me now

(It's behind me now)

Smooth as fuck

Don't give no fucks

Bitch I'm the man in town

(Bitch I'm the man in town)

Told my barber line me up

Bitch I'm the man in town

Hop in my whip listen to sounds

And we just drive around

He trying to come fuck up my high

I'm trying to fight him now

Like put your fists up pussy nigga

What you gon do now

(What)

You don't want no drama

Please don't call yo mama

Blowing up osama

I'm the goat no llama

(What)

(Goat no llama)

(Osama osama)

(Osama)

(Osama osama)

(Blow up osama osama)

(Ima blow up osama osama)

(Osama osama)

I'm feeling incredible

(Yes)

We smoking that good pack

Pound cake

I'm smoking on medical

(Yes)

And I ain't no rookie don't get it confused

I'm a professional

(Yeah)

Yeah I'm a professional

(Yeah)

Yeah I'm a professional

Woah