[Intro]

(Ayy, Turk, turn that shit up)

[Chorus: ItsManMan]

You still cryin' 'bout that bitch, bro, give it up

These niggas hate to see me win, they sick as fuck

Black bitch, her Asian friend on the side like Chris Tuck

Young nigga, I got way too many hoes, can't pick one

You can keep your legs closed, I want neck, nothin' else

Fuck your label, I need an M, nothin' less

Head tap, your dog thoughts is on the floor, come and help

No motion, you can see it in his face, he's upset

[Verse 1: ItsManMan]

I call this chopper Kimbo Slice, come and box it

If you ain't talkin' 'bout the team, then switch topics

Do him bad, them niggas hatin', holdin' onto ten dollars

You a starter, but ain't never dropped a buck at Trish Thompson

Tell these rappеrs give it up, you know I got this shit on lock

Pippy Long, what he said? He tryna box?

I'ma tеll her one time, if she don't listen, she get dropped

Four-five, should call your mans Dr. Pepper, he got popped

Hm, he was fresh to death, I'm 'bout to knock him out his Raf Simons

Everybody catchin' shots, I feel like Katt Williams

Niggas watchin', tryna ride the wave like that fat nigga

That nigga died for all that rappin', I just whacked Twista

[Chorus: ItsManMan]

You still cryin' 'bout that bitch, bro, give it up

These niggas hate to see me win, they sick as fuck

Black bitch, her Asian friend on the side like Chris Tuck

Young nigga, I got way too many hoes, can't pick one

You can keep your legs closed, I want neck, nothin' else

Fuck your label, I need an M, nothin' less

Head tap, your dog thoughts is on the floor, come and help

No motion, you can see it in his face, he's upset

[Verse 2: Amayajane]

Oh, you don't like me tie, bet your bitch do

Cross me once, you can't look me in my eyes, can't be [?]

You upset 'cause they fuckin' with me and not with you?

Why you feedin' into them lies? I've been the truth, huh

Bitch, bitch, I'm to the neck

Bitch wanna be gang, but to the gang, she's just a help

Bitch wanna be fake, I don't abide to [?]

I've been teachin' game to you lames, my name ringin' bells

Ain't gon' cry 'bout a ho

I've been leadin' jits since a kid, feel like Pablo

Fuck a love song, I talk my shit, I ain't Huncho

Ask me if I'm sittin' 'bout a bitch, I said, "Fuck no"

[Chorus: ItsManMan]

You still cryin' 'bout that bitch, bro, give it up

These niggas hate to see me win, they sick as fuck

Black bitch, her Asian friend on the side like Chris Tuck

Young nigga, I got way too many hoes, can't pick one

You can keep your legs closed, I want neck, nothin' else

Fuck your label, I need an M, nothin' less

Head tap, your dog thoughts is on the floor, come and help

No motion, you can see it in his face, he's upset