Man Man

Wha', wha', ayy

Look, I'm in the studio with my mans Pedro (Okay, ayy)

Haha, my mans S.B., that's blood

My mans Jefe, that's blood, you know? (Sauce, sauce-sauce)

Look, I'ma just tell you how I feel, uh (Sauce-sauce, sauce-sauce)

Man-man (Man man), Man-man (Man man)

I just ran up on his mans, god-damn (God-damn)

Dunkin' on him like it's NBA Jam, ayy (Swoo-swoo)

Stomp your mans out, blood on my Timbs, oh man

Goddamn (Goddamn), goddamn (Goddamn)

Got the saucin' in this bitch, goddamn (Goddamn)

Got the flossin' in this bitch, goddamn (Goddamn)

Aw man, ayy, ayy, ayy (Ooh, swoo, swoo)

I told your bitch that I'm the motherfucking man, ayy (I'm the man, ayy)

She tried to suck me up like right through my pants, ayy (Through my pants, ayy)

I pop a perc and then I swallow half a Xan, ayy (Half a Xan, ayy)

I'm in your girl and I'll be gettin' in her pants, oh man

Goddamn (Goddamn), do my fuckin' dance with the sauce

I might dunk on your bitch, Yao Ming with the sauce (Yeah, yeah)

I'ma catch, Randy Moss, talkin' dumb, Molotov (Yeah, yeah)

I might run into your crib, uh, I'ma get it off, ayy (Yeah, yeah)

Goddamn, goddamn, I'm the fuckin' man (Okay)

I'll pull up on your niggas in a black mini van (Swoo)

Got a mask on my face and a mag in my hand (Okay)

Got a clip on my waist, I'ma kill you if I can (Swoo-swoo)

Man-man (Ayy, man), goddamn (Goddamn)

I heard your girl tryna blow me with a fan, ha (With a fan, ayy)

I chop the beat up, then I screw it like your bitch, ha (I take yo' bitch, ayy)

You run up on me like a lick, you get hit, fuck that shit

Goddamn, trillest out the gang

Monkeys for banana clips, gorillas out the gang (Oh nah)

They been talkin' stupid, but I'm ballin' out like James (Ayy)

I be fuckin' zooted, yeah, chillin' with your main (Okay)

It's my thing for a minute (Okay, okay), bang for a minute (Okay)

Drive-by, 9s out with the windows tinted

But I'm on that other shit, tryna fuck that other bitch (Yeah, oh yeah)

Tell that pussy rest in peace, tell that kitty you'll be missed (True, true)

Ayy true, man-man (Man)

I do what I want (Yeah), you do what you can (Okay)

It's the difference, it's a distance

Yo' ho wanna fuck, I told her we was different

It is not a friendship (Yeah, yeah), sauce, sauce, boy (Swoo)

I get big with the money, Rick Ross, boy (Okay)

You either trying to get money, get lost, boy (Get lost)

I heard you tryna get on, don't get off, boy (Woo)

I got Suppressor on the beat, man-man (Woo, yeah)

Kept on rappin' on this track, man-man (Ayy, ayy)

Catch me whippin' in the trap, goddamn (Goddamn)

Run up on me if you clap good show, good show

Man-man (Man man), ayy

Man-man (Ayy), high as fuck, make a jam

I'ma put this on a mixtape, I don't really know what tape is it, though, you feel me? I fuck with it

Man-man, ayy (Ayy, ayy)

I'm the damn man, ayy (Ayy, ayy)

I do what I want, bitch (Swoo, swoo)

And you do what you can (Swoo, swoo)

Goddamn, goddamn, man-man

Ayy, ayy, man-man

Ayy, swoo, man-man, ayy, ayy

Goddamn, goddamn

Man-man