The Man (2015)

Ballin'

Every night a movie scene, these bitches callin' (What's up?) Said she wanna fuck with me, she pop a Molly

Now she dancing like Billie Jean, she wanna go home

And she wanna go with me

'Cause she know I'm the man

She got no money, she got no plans Designer pants

Pourin' up fours and givin' out Xans 'Cause she know I'm the man

She got no money, she got no plans Designer pants

Pourin' up fours and givin' out Xans

These rap careers is dead, yeah Mad 'cause I'm the man, yeah They wanna feed me lead, yeah Better aim for my head, yeah Even if I don't live, yeah

My shooters gon' leave you dead, yeah Rollin' off of meds, yeah

His bitch gave me head, yeah

His bitch send me texts, yeah

She said that I'm up next, yeah

She want a brown boy from the Rex, yeah Smokin' on the best, yeah

I'm drinkin' purple and some red, yeah Free up Body, fuck the feds, yeah

Ballin'

Every night a movie scene, these bitches callin' (What's up?) Said she wanna fuck with me, she pop a Molly

Now she dancing like Billie Jean, she wanna go home

And she wanna go with me

'Cause she know I'm the man

She got no money, she got no plans Designer pants

Pourin' up fours and givin' out Xans 'Cause she know I'm the man

She got no money, she got no plans Designer pants

Pourin' up fours and givin' out Xans

I need a bitch that got some substance

All these bitches want is money

When you see me out in public, know I'm rolling off of something She think I'm drinking Robitussin

You see that Sprite there? Don't you touch it

She don't want no broke boy

They want some beats, they cost a lot, I let 'em know, boy

I feel like French, my OT selling coke, boy

They turn the volume up, they music making no noise

Don't take me simple now, you know, boy

Ballin'

Every night a movie scene, these bitches callin' (What's up?) Said she wanna fuck with me, she pop a Molly

Now she dancing like Billie Jean, she wanna go home

And she wanna go with me

'Cause she know I'm the man

She got no money, she got no plans Designer pants

Pourin' up fours and givin' out Xans 'Cause she know I'm the man

She got no money, she got no plans Designer pants

Pourin' up fours and givin' out Xans

Nav, where are you?

(Yeah)

You know I got them Xannies on me shorty (Yeah)

Shorty, you know I got them bands on me, shorty (Yeah) You know your boyfriend ain't the man shorty (Yeah)

Shorty, you know your boyfriend ain't the man, shorty (Yeah) You know I got them Xannies on me, shorty (Yeah)

Shorty, you know I got them bands on me, shorty (Yeah) You know your boyfriend ain't the man, shorty (Yeah) Shorty, you know your boyfriend ain't the man, shorty

Yeah, I took a couple L's, so you know I'm on the road now Keep a bad-ass bitch and she always stay ten-toes-down

Is you really riding, girl? You know I gotta know now

And I keep a couple hitters with me, always stay ten-toes-down Ten-toes-down

Ten-toes-down

Ten-toes-down Ten-toes-down