Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
I could be your M-A-N, you know that
A-double-S, baby, yes, let me hold that
Andaz West sunset, if you're lonely
S-E-X, if you wear that dress, silky
Hugh Jackman, peep the step, I'm a showman
Touchdown dance, might flex on your old man
I told you that I'm O-N, take a breath, T-O-P, easy
No offense, none your friends coming this evening
Barbie doll, I can't be your K-E-N either
Gee whiz, malt liquor, shadow boxing demons
(Okay)
What's your preference, G-I-N or V-O-D-K-A?
Okay
Off the camera, my mannerism be handsome
Yeah, okay
Change the channel, you'rе boring, need new programming
Yeah, okay
On my Nana, I'm planning to win a Grammy
Yeah, okay
Touchdown, ask Zach, "Whеre the fuck we landing at?"
Passport looking like a biker gang starter pack
Finally starting to blow up, yelling "Perty!", so I holler back
Never a persona, I know it's real, I keep my soul intact
Masquerade, you enslaved, label like "We'll call you back,"
Made it to L.A., got a dream, so they sold you that
Ask me how I get this money, let me break it down a bit
Ascap, Patreon, DistroKid, starter caps
Know my phone on DND, need a new number
Only ones that get it be my hometown brothers
Spike, Gabey B, Andy, Rhi, and my lover
My lady like Jolie, Lara Croft: Tomb Raider
Zoom call meetings, I got a full agenda
Wrote in the concrete that I'll be the biggest ever
Boy, you obsolete, never made it through the summer
That's why your Christmas tree looking weak in December
I told you that I'm on the come up, yeah, my boy, I'm too slick
Slide in on cue, always solid like a pool stick
Day to day, outrageous, you just angry you ain't do shit
Mr. Money Mover, I got Mayweather influence
I'm trying to say I'm back with another blap, this the Valley chronicles
AZ on the map, hottest out, how ironic, yo
90 in a 45, do not tell my Mama, bro
Life under 25, why you so dramatic, girl?
(Being 100% honest, I have absolutely no fucking clue what I'm doing)
I could be your M-A-N, you know that
Andaz West sunset, if you're lonely
Dirty ass sheets, but we still fuckin' crazy
Do this every day since the day I turned 18
News flash, they ain't paid as it may seem
Giving everything to the man, how shady
Oy vey, come clean, we all waiting
Heard a couple things through the grapevine lately
Career disappeared, top of the year
Instead of looking in the mirror, made it clear that you hate me
God damn it, shit, I would too
6'2" in my socks, 6'3" in my shoes
Got a body like a jock that the women approve
I put a diamond in my mouth, thought I chipped me a tooth
Told I'm pretty when I smile, shit, I brighten the room
Be the talk of the saloon and the dealership, true
Touching in from out of town, the economy grew
Took a peek at my account, shit had brightened my mood