Manna (Moses) Fashawn

[Intro]
I'm still trying to see what my victory music sounds like
You know what I'm sayin?
I'm workin on it
Uh, uh huh, I birthed you niggas
You keep acting up I'ma earth you niggas
Uh huh, uh

[Verse 1]
Similar to Moses, I would give you niggas Manna
This that Grizzly City grammar
This a brick inside a Phantom, fuck around, Instagram it
I could never ditch the camera
You can find me in the gutter, ditch me with the glitz & glamour
Hammer, on my hip, Cal, let a grip, Blaow!
Now you hit, hear that, loud in the spliff
Crowd know its piff leave you sittin' with the clouds
Body found by a ditch
All I need is a few pounds and a mound
I can pitch
Got a diva, got divas, chocolate brown and she thick
Went to town with her lips, southbound on a dick
Round-trip, leave a California cloud then I dip
On a prowl for the chips, got the crown in my grip
Leave you grounded and pissed shootin' rounds til it click
Hold it, down til every grizzly, 'round me is rich
Go head, lose yo head, put underground I insist
Shoot a rapper out his kilt, give his gown to my bitch
The meanest