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itsmanman - wit his soda كلمات أغنية

[intro]
yeah, n_gga, come on, n_gga
i’m the hardest youngin out, be for real
alright
ayy

[chorus]
huh, my lil’ n_gga rich, but he still slide in his rover
ain’t worried ’bout a b_tch, i’m ’bout my green like master yoda
can’t do no song with him, i heard he snitched, these n_ggas bogus
caught him out lackin’ off the tris’, he died with his soda, huh
a_b_c_d_e, in other words, b_tch, i got options
i shoot that b_tch from deep, your jumper wack, you tristan thompson
can’t blame that you a ho, i know, you get it from your mama
i’m one hundred to the second power, n_gga, i’m a problem

[verse 1]
ain’t never been a b_tch, i stand on business, ask about me
a n_gga super neat, but i still like my bag sloppy
i can’t give you tips on bein’ weak, go ask bronny
i’ve been seein’ green my whole f_ckin’ life like grasshoppers
no, i don’t get mad, but i wake up and throw a ‘fit
i ain’t wealthy yet, but i be feelin’ like i’m rich
she gon’ deal with me, man, i’m the realest as it get
if the boys come and sn_tch me, ah, d_mn, i lost my lips
i plan scenarios way before i bust around
ain’t worried ’bout them boys, they p_ssy ass won’t bust a line
if they pop me in my head, they might see money on my mind
i’m hoopin’ with my kids, on my sons like i’m bron
[chorus]
huh, my lil’ n_gga rich, but he still slide in his rover
ain’t worried ’bout a b_tch, i’m ’bout my green like master yoda
can’t do no song with him, i heard he snitched, these n_ggas bogus
caught him out lackin’ off the tris’, he died with his soda, huh
a_b_c_d_e, in other words, b_tch, i got options
i shoot that b_tch from deep, your jumper wack, you tristan thompson
can’t blame that you a ho, i know, you get it from your mama
i’m a hundred to the second power, n_gga, i’m a problem

[verse 2]
in high school, i was him, and i’m still the same n_gga
my youngin tryna blaze you for them bucks, he dame lillard
who said they makin’ noise? i swear to god i can’t hear ’em
he was tryna fade, put clippers to his back, kawhi leonard
i got the midas touch, i do this sh_t with no attempt, hmm
he was screamin’ thug, like put his ass above the rim
hmm, you say he your dog, i might pay you to slime him
i just shot my shot, she let me slam dunk it, shawn kemp, n_gga

- itsmanman

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