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Man, we be getting hotter than our feet up in the sand
Jumping off a plane, like "where we boutta go and land?"
I've been feeling fresher than a colder soda can
Looking in the mirror I'm the motherfucking man
Motherfucking man,
You posted in her DM's and she post me on the Gram
Said it once before and I got fans up in Japan
Cleaning out my spam and I just seen a couple grand
Boutta be a milli, Beezus goin' silly
Neck on ice it's chilly and I'm hotter than some chili
Always in my zone-y, pockets padded like a lily
Know a couple homies keep that uzi like it's Philly
You know what the deal-y
Rappers always talking 'bout some shooting
But that boy a bonfire, cause he really wouldn't
I got thick skin, cuz, I'm feeling like some pudding
Never really losing, I guess you can call me Putin, like man
Man, we be getting hotter than our feet up in the sand
Jumping off a plane, like "where we boutta go and land?"
I've been feeling fresher than a colder soda can
Looking in the mirror I'm the motherfucking man
Aye
Calm it down, you fuckin' stans
I'm the colonel poppin' off, cooking with the fuckin' pan
Pissin' on these rappers, yellow urine, my dick up in their hand
Going with the flow, cause I don't give a fuck about a plan, nope
I'm doing what I wish, I hope you understnad
Pushing product like El Chapo, no mercy for no mans
Believe me
I'm better than them dudes you see on TV
Take away your breath like you're suffering from TB
Best believe that this duo independent
Something special like a picture in a pendant
Getting green like my messages are sending
Rapper dirty, I don't fuck with disinfectant
Spray 'em all, one by one, like this mic is just a semi
One, two, three, let's go
Man, we be getting hotter than our feet up in the sand
Jumping off a plane, like "where we boutta go and land?"
I've been feeling fresher than a colder soda can
Looking in the mirror I'm the motherfucking man