Sheesh Trap Manny (Ft. A Boogie wit da Hoodie)

[Intro A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
Joe on the beat, hmm
Sheesh (It's JoeFromYO)
Ooh (DLo on the beat)
Yeah

[Chorus: A Boogie wit da Hoodie & Trap Manny]
Sheesh (Sheesh)
I'm too elite (I'm too elite)
I got the shotty right under the fleece (Right under the fleece)
Choppa go na-na (Na-na)
Trap Manny like sheesh (Sheesh)
And he got the thirty right under the briefs (Right under the)
I am a dog (I am a dog)
I need a leash (Yeah, I need a)
Credit card frauds, yeah, yeah, I was a thief (Sheesh)
She wanna fuck, yeah, yeah and I am a freak (Yeah)
I take off my hoodie and put it in deep
Trap Manny (Sheesh)

[Verse: Trap Manny]
All of my diamonds VV's (Ooh yeah)
I like my bitches in threes (Ooh yeah, in threes)
I send up my shoes to CD (Dior)
Those ain't diamonds, dozing z's (Dior)
Keep a bitch on her knees like a priest (Like I'm a priest, yeah)
I fuck a bitch and give her a receipt (Give her a receipt, brr)
Me and Boogie on a track too elite
She call me Trap Manny when we in the streets (When we in the streets, yeah, yeah)
But she call me daddy (She call me daddy) when we in the sheets (When we in the sheets, yeah, yeah)
Every time we meet, she got them drugs on (Drugs on)
It's so good, wish I could take her tongue home (Yeah)
She be treatin' my dick like a trombone (Ooh)
Had me singin' like "Ayy, na-na, na-na" (Na-na, na-na, yeah, yeah)
Sheesh
I be up with the Addys I don't ever sleep (Nah)
I'm ridin' shotty with this shawty, me and Boogie in LA wanna creep
I catch a opp and listen, homie, we gon' leave his body dead in the street (Brr)
Yeah, the choppa sing like na-na, na-na (Na-na, na-na)
Pull off in a foreign like sheesh (Sheesh, skrr)