Man Up Letra

Aye (D-D-Damn Machu, why you had to do ‘em like that)

Boy, my life cost an arm and a leg
Punk, some P’s, some extra Parm’ on the bread
Bust, a fat nut, now talk to the hand
Feel like Beyoncé, had to start with a band
Hunnid on me while I’m parallel parkin’ the Benz
Stunna on me while I’m playin’ at the park with my kid, nigga
I ain’t stressed out, but I’m holding a SIG
Caps lock, boy this FN on me is big, alright
Jugg, schemin’, finessin’ a sport
All, my opps, they have intercourse, alright
Ouuu, I love, just slappin’ a dork
Blower hangin’ on my neck like a ref on the court
Speaking of ref, yo’ bitch said she never traveled before
I gave her so much D, how did she manage to score?
New loft, still empty, I got neck on the floor
Finna stab off in a Lamb’ like I grabbed me a fork, alright

Nigga kept hatin’ on Kidd, got his bitch fucked
My bitch gettin’ rich off her feet like she kick punts
Get the neck and tune a bitch out like the Chipmunks
Sittin’ on my ass, gettin’ packs like the sit-ups
I go anywhere I fuckin’ want, cause I’m sticked up
Get to flippin’ out in this bitch like I’m Chris Tuck
Heard you took your bitch back again, pussy man up
In the Escalade, between her legs nigga, AND1

My name what her tat say
These Cubans, annoying, I wake up with neck pains
Dick on the Nina, stick got a sex change
With your bitch, she gon’ bob more than a hair page
Drunk, using stolen credit cards on the airplane
Told her “We met”, she gave me gums like my breath stink
He up in court pointing quick like a fast break
He tryna get let out ‘fore twelve like a half-day
Ain’t gotta look for no Glocks, cause I fly with ‘em
Dripped in water, now they wanna hang, they like icicles
Took three hundred out, they had to order it
Turned my safe to a gum ball machine, just put a quarter in
Finna slide down a nigga block when I get bored again
Pussy ass nigga better duck like Oregon
Your bitch never got on pants, she like Porky Pig
I just hit the bitch from the side like a corner blitz

Nigga kept hatin’ on Kidd, got his bitch fucked
My bitch gettin’ rich off her feet like she kick punts
Get the neck and tune a bitch out like the Chipmunks
Sittin’ on my ass, gettin’ packs like the sit-ups
I go anywhere I fuckin’ want, cause I’m sticked up
Get to flippin’ out in this bitch like I’m Chris Tuck
Heard you took your bitch back again, pussy man up
In the Escalade, between her legs nigga, AND1

(The Lunchcrew Company) I’m a ghetto ass Flint nigga
Mixing Fentanyl in granny house and left a stench in it
Sipping Wockhardt in the Fanta, we don’t sip Henny
Take a picture with a BB-Dub, that’s a big image
If I was Jewish, no cap, I would’ve killed Hitler
White bitch with a BBL and some lip fillers
I love all my hoes, but I pimp ‘em, think I’m Kris Jenner
I cut her off quick cause she ain’t moan when I put dick in her
Aye, rich nigga in a Honda Civic
Parents serve my custos while I’m gone, bitch my momma different
Slide in DM’s, on oops and slidin’ giffys
If Feds question me ‘bout some shit, IDONTWANNAHEARIT
Nigga lock me up
Give me the STD right now, bitch, condoms suck
So much damn ice on bro neck, we can slide a puck
Long as I got some pape’, these hoes will let a llama fuck