[Intro]
(Hombre)
(Renwy got the fuckin' sauce, boy)
[Verse 1: Armanibanz]
Big bag chaser, I done ran up 'bout a hundred
I feel like Dame in Neiman Marcus, I just wanna spend some money
All these diamonds on my body got me shinin' like it's sunny
Huh, never lackin', boy, don't run up on me, you a dummy
Told 'em, "Call me Mani [?]" All my yeahs treat me lovely
And my baby get whatever, she won't put no one above me
Since he tryna mind my B's, chopper make him hit the dougie
And my money tall like Shaq, heard thеy pockets be on Muggsy
Be donе hit him for his green and his gold, he ain't lucky
My lil' brother got a shank, chasin' opps like he's Chucky
If she don't got no paper, I'ma treat her like she ugly
You know you gotta be a ten or you can't touch me
I be trippin' in the Pradas or Balenciagas
[?] strikers when we slide down, never come in Hondas
My favorite tux stay strapped up, so I call her Juwanna
Me and Wigs trippin', we just poured up in a red Ohana
Presi on a black man wrist, I'm the new Obama
Probably do not wanna play with us 'cause that result in trauma
I'ma put him on an island like it's Total Drama
Eating good with two sticks on me like it's Benihanas
I can make a killin' off of trappin' if I really wanted
Go get to it every day, that's my new persona
While she was uppin' bodies, I was runnin' up these commas
He made a killin' off a white girl like she [?]
(Hombre)
(Renwy got the fuckin' sauce, boy)
[Verse 1: Armanibanz]
Big bag chaser, I done ran up 'bout a hundred
I feel like Dame in Neiman Marcus, I just wanna spend some money
All these diamonds on my body got me shinin' like it's sunny
Huh, never lackin', boy, don't run up on me, you a dummy
Told 'em, "Call me Mani [?]" All my yeahs treat me lovely
And my baby get whatever, she won't put no one above me
Since he tryna mind my B's, chopper make him hit the dougie
And my money tall like Shaq, heard thеy pockets be on Muggsy
Be donе hit him for his green and his gold, he ain't lucky
My lil' brother got a shank, chasin' opps like he's Chucky
If she don't got no paper, I'ma treat her like she ugly
You know you gotta be a ten or you can't touch me
I be trippin' in the Pradas or Balenciagas
[?] strikers when we slide down, never come in Hondas
My favorite tux stay strapped up, so I call her Juwanna
Me and Wigs trippin', we just poured up in a red Ohana
Presi on a black man wrist, I'm the new Obama
Probably do not wanna play with us 'cause that result in trauma
I'ma put him on an island like it's Total Drama
Eating good with two sticks on me like it's Benihanas
I can make a killin' off of trappin' if I really wanted
Go get to it every day, that's my new persona
While she was uppin' bodies, I was runnin' up these commas
He made a killin' off a white girl like she [?]
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