Letras
I feel amazing
Got a Backwood to the face
Pockets got weight, I can never go broke again
It ain't no fuckin' way
I'm the man, I am!
She's that bitch, it ain't gon' change
I'm the man, I am!
high status can't catch around, no lames
Tryna spend a bag up in Saks Fifth Yeah.
Spend a bag and they close the store
I can spend a bag on a bad bitch, yeah
But I can't spend a bag on a hoe
THC, we breathing, yeah
Got a new pack, finna spark up the dro
I'm finna blow like a TNT
Za got me spinnin' like a CD, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I'm on cloud 9 with a vibe
So high we dabbing up God, yeah
I'm the man, I am!
I'm the man, I am!
I feel amazing
Got a Backwood to the face
Pockets got weight, I can never go broke again
It ain't no fuckin' way
I'm the man, I am!
She's that bitch, it ain't gon' change
I'm the man, I am!
high status can't catch around, no lames
The bitch kept lying, so I put my pride aside
And left that shit real fast
For a little bit of peace of mind
She baked that cake and ate it
Now she want a piece of mine
The fuck
I'm not lookin' for a foe, lil' hoe
Need a ride or die
Had to leave the bitch with her demons
Told a lil' hoe, go find Jesus
When I met her, she was a treesha
She beat my heart like Ryan Garcia
And the whole team bout to eat
Cause the bands they find the way to me
Straight walk to the back of the club
No GA, only VIP
Fuck niggas bite my steeze
They don't even got a reason
Except they wanna be me, this shit OD
You son of a bitch
Her body bang like a S Class Benz
She don't need no trick
If you can't match my vibe
And you hatin' on me, then Suck my dick