Getcho Mans

If you got a gang, man, I got a comuna

We pull up with goonies but I'd rather sit in my peace like I'm Buddhist

You fuckin' with groupies I get Mila Kunis

I'm geekin' she gimme the face, uh

I fell in love in the middle of COVID, she badder than Addison Rae, uh

You man did a post for that Fashion Nova seven times and he never got paid, uh

I told my girl, hit mute on the zoom, now she takin' off the parade, uh

I took the fam to a trip in Japan for the week because that's how we raised, uh

Uh, get your mans

If you switchin' up then tell me in advance (yeah, ayy)

Sticky hold, red hundreds on my fingertips, ayy, yeah

Chains swangin', don't know where the medal is, ayy, ayy

Pull up with a bitch, she dance, got us some heaven pants

Bitch, we on a different rank, I am the veteran (ayy, yeah)

Bitch, I equip my bands, then just do my dance, ayy, yeah

Kill streak shit on the game, then I just represent, ayy, yeah (yeah)

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Me and Warren 'bout to kill this shit

It is gettin' scary, get the crucifix

Thought I'm bout to leave, but I renewed the lease

All the snake bitches get a peace sign

Rewind that shit, remind that bitch

We the kings 'fore we turn to ashes, don't forget now, bitch

I'm the main, you a background, ayy

Who the fuck tryna go clash to clash with me?

I'm practically the most savage

The most braggadocios boy that you've ever seen

I'm on caffeine, the black jeans, denim hold bags and keys

You slow Actavis, I'm sippin' tea, I'm limpin'

'Cause I got a whole game to carry, at the top you can't reach

Oh my God my Nikes, I'm Mariah Carey, got the check in December

You miss shots like a sober man, who don't join the mili-military

Missin' sign, you the sight of a dairy

Where he go shit gettin' scary

I don't fistfight, bitch, I'm pretty, goddamn I'm pretty, bitch

And I'm back at the juice, I don't play by the rules

I don't work in a cube, we attack anything that'll make any moves

I don't make an excuse, before you walk in, take off your shoes, bitch

All you lil' boys sippin' on Trulys

I got blues but you so clueless

Mark my words, I'll act in a movie, lil' bitch

I got blue bills, match with the pants, they some blue jeans

With a bad bitch in the side of this two seat

Schoolboy get his P's and Q's

I be groovy, yes, I'm in the new scene

Bitch, I got new keys in Jacuzzi

You be in the nosebleeds, why they all moody

Bitch, my bands be taller than Uzi

Get your mans, kick him out like Bruce Lee, ayy

Uh, get your mans (ayy)

If you switchin' up then tell me in advance (yeah, ayy)

Sticky hold, red hundreds on my fingertips, ayy, yeah

Chains swangin', don't know where the medal is, ayy, ayy

Pull up with a bitch, she dance, got us some heaven pants

Bitch, we on a different rank, I am the veteran (ayy, yeah)

Bitch, I equip my bands, then just do my dance, ayy, yeah

Kill streak shit on the game, then I just represent, ayy, yeah (yeah)