lirik lagu itsmanman - close friends
[intro]
yeah, come on
n~gga, i’m the hardest youngin out, n~gga
yeah, back in that one bag
ayy, listen
[verse]
she gave me head, but she got a bird brain just like a philli ho
huh, i’m the hardest out the east, even a b~tch know
you wanna get a buzz, then i can show you how to get it, bro
first you get a verse and then you pay me for the video
the hardest youngin out, man, i can put that on my mama
she put it in my hands, i wouldn’t give a b~tch a dollar
on my crumb sh~t, i’ll pop glock and then drop him
a real motherf~cker, i might be this n~gga father
i call your b~tch a rooster, she up early for the c~ck
bro got a thirty~ball, this tai girly in the glock
just like the little caesar man, they put my n~gga on a box
lil’ cuz a blind n~gga, he do whatever for a watch
i like to bear arms, but i’ma beat his ass, bud light
i shot the glass off ’cause he just said it’s on sight
f~cked her on a lil’ boat, i’m only hittin’ one night
necked me with her double chin, i think i fell in love twice, huh
i need my provolone, don’t give a f~ck about no fame
an audiobook, you gotta picture what i’m sayin’
keep it street, real g’s move in silence like champagne
have my asian put that grill to your cheese, johnny dang, huh
he tried to fight me, i made the n~gga fight casper
hit his funny bone, that lil’ n~gga died laughin’
i’ll rip a rapper out his gold like a magnum
i’m on bullsh~t, and all i see is red like night traffic
he was 6’3″, i chopped his legs off, he 4’10”
my white boy’ll shoot the scene up like cole benn
i call her heads and tails, i stuck my d~ck in both ends
y’all some rats with a whole circle green like close friends, n~gga, huh
got wallo, gillie me, bullets [?] as f~ck
he lyin’ in his songs, but i’ma call his bluff
5’8″, but when i stand on business, b~tch, i’m tall as f~ck
they said you are what you eat, so i’ma call her ‘nuts’
told cuz when you up five, don’t even think about it
i did that one thing to sue, ain’t even speak about it, huh
n~gga runnin’, think he signin’, knock the ring up out him
i got a lil’ b~tch named rosie, i want rings around her
six~figure n~gga, tell the labels keep that petty change
you get a check every week, i get mine every day
i had started at the bottom, i’m a step away
big chop with tits, i’m boo’ed up, they think it’s ella mai
i got ’em mad, i’m on n~ggas’ head like shampoo
i’m not nice, you can check the shirt, the tag rude
i’m manman, that type of man you are, i’m that dude
f~ck the bullsh~t, i’m tryna stack green like bamboo (hmm)
i’m tryna hit her from the back, she got a bubble b~tt
the two straps’ll make him jump, we playin’ double dutch
ridin’ striker, this her first time, i tell ’em buckle up
he wanna fight, but, b~tch, i’m uppin’ arms just like an uppercut, n~gga
you hear me? come on
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