[Intro]
(Ayy, Turk, turn that shit up)
[Verse 1: ItsManMan]
Please stop hatin', it's a lot of niggas dyin' for tryna throw salt
How you niggas MVP but you don't start?
Hit a ho, proceed to her friend, I ain't got no heart
I'm the teacher, if your hand ain't raised, bitch, don't talk
We ain't never spoke, she wanna fuck because I'm me
Mac Ave, my hood tatted, it's the East
Please don't call her, lil' baby mouth full, she can't speak, hm
ManMan, why you act like that? I'm a Stinc
Fight who? Pippy took boxing classes, she pack a punch
Put that burner to his skin like he tatted up
Niggas hoes for sure, they need to quit with that actin' stuff
Put them C's on his head like Captain Crunch
I ain't boxin' nothin', do I look like Mike Tyson?
I dog hoes, but it's cool 'cause they like it
Hut one, hut two, she throw it back, I'm 'bout to hike it
I'm the one, I ain't never force shit, white Nikes
[Verse 2: NipscoGang Foreign]
Gucci Mane in '09, I'm so icy
You got coco? What? You workin' with the law like ISIS?
When you see me, I'm always on the court like Spike Lee
Unc' called, said, "Yep," that mean that he want a white tee
If it wasn't for veneers, bitch, you wouldn't have no white teeth
Lil' bro don't fuck around with the pigs but he like beef (Rrt)
They like, "Is he leanin'?", bitch, I might be
I'm way too much for one bitch, I need like three
We got switches on the G-lock, make a Jeep stop (Rrt, rrt)
I see you flexin' with that Jubilee, that's a cheap watch
My niggas in the feds gettin' bread, flexin' with a G-Shock
Three niggas ran up and you heard three shots
What, you? Fap, fap, fap, now that nigga next to God
I never told him at a million, nigga, swore I beat the odds
Nigga came a long way, trappin' out it kinda large
Lil' bro, he a demon, he ain't never seen a Dodge
(Ayy, Turk, turn that shit up)
[Verse 1: ItsManMan]
Please stop hatin', it's a lot of niggas dyin' for tryna throw salt
How you niggas MVP but you don't start?
Hit a ho, proceed to her friend, I ain't got no heart
I'm the teacher, if your hand ain't raised, bitch, don't talk
We ain't never spoke, she wanna fuck because I'm me
Mac Ave, my hood tatted, it's the East
Please don't call her, lil' baby mouth full, she can't speak, hm
ManMan, why you act like that? I'm a Stinc
Fight who? Pippy took boxing classes, she pack a punch
Put that burner to his skin like he tatted up
Niggas hoes for sure, they need to quit with that actin' stuff
Put them C's on his head like Captain Crunch
I ain't boxin' nothin', do I look like Mike Tyson?
I dog hoes, but it's cool 'cause they like it
Hut one, hut two, she throw it back, I'm 'bout to hike it
I'm the one, I ain't never force shit, white Nikes
[Verse 2: NipscoGang Foreign]
Gucci Mane in '09, I'm so icy
You got coco? What? You workin' with the law like ISIS?
When you see me, I'm always on the court like Spike Lee
Unc' called, said, "Yep," that mean that he want a white tee
If it wasn't for veneers, bitch, you wouldn't have no white teeth
Lil' bro don't fuck around with the pigs but he like beef (Rrt)
They like, "Is he leanin'?", bitch, I might be
I'm way too much for one bitch, I need like three
We got switches on the G-lock, make a Jeep stop (Rrt, rrt)
I see you flexin' with that Jubilee, that's a cheap watch
My niggas in the feds gettin' bread, flexin' with a G-Shock
Three niggas ran up and you heard three shots
What, you? Fap, fap, fap, now that nigga next to God
I never told him at a million, nigga, swore I beat the odds
Nigga came a long way, trappin' out it kinda large
Lil' bro, he a demon, he ain't never seen a Dodge
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