Step in this bitch, I'm the man now (man now)
Did it by myself without no handouts (handouts)
You ain't give me shit so put your hands down
You was talkin' shit, but you tryna be my mans now (yeah)
Flexed up, yeah I'm a big flexer (yeah, yeah)
I pull up in a lambo, not no lexus (oh no)
We drop the top, now these bitches wanna sext us (yeah)
You see how I'm livin', broke, need to get your check up yeah
If it's all about that bag talk, go and hit me up
Got lil' shawty on my phone, like "come pick me up"
And I stunt so hard, I got the sauce now
All these bitches fuck with me 'cause I'm a boss now
Pipe down if you're tryna talk down
Pulled up in that presidеntial, tinted, and I'm iced out
Need my money right now, hop up on that flight now
And lil' shawty lookin' bad, shе can't pipe down yeah
I put my right foot on the gas and my left one on the brakes
I bet when shawty see the bag, that she might just give me face
I just hopped up out the 'rrari just to step inside the wraith
And they be talkin' 'bout me funny 'cause they not up on my wave
I just got a bag, ran it up, fast commas on my checks
I don't give a fuck about that bitch 'cause I get all the ladies
Used to shop up out the ross, now they envy how I dress
New Balenciaga how I'm steppin', flooded out my neck
I'm runnin' up a check with my day ones
No I don't associate with the fake ones
Tryna get up in my face, showin' fake love
If you got a problem with me, really you should say somethin'
I'm securing different bags every day now
I don't care about the fame, this shit played out
I just gotta make a play, then I skate out
If you tryna be me for a day, then I can show you how, yeah
Step in this bitch, I'm the man now (man now)
Did it by myself without no handouts (handouts)
You ain't give me shit so put your hands down
You was talkin' shit, but you tryna be my mans now (yeah)
Flexed up, yeah I'm a big flexer (yeah, yeah)
I pull up in a lambo, not no lexus (oh no)
We drop the top, now these bitches wanna sext us (yeah)
You see how I'm livin', broke, need to get your check up yeah
How I pull up, in lambo truck (skrrt)
All my niggas lookin' like a million bucks
Worldwide and you should know we rep the east side
I done ran it up now Hollywood is where I reside
Me and global dan finna spaz on 'em
Shawty shake it for me and I'ma throw this cash on you
Just a young pretty nigga with a bag on him
You ain't talkin' numbers so I'ma have to pass on it
Back in the day they ain't show me no love
Funny how tables have turned, now we up
All by myself, that's how I ran it up
Bitch I do what I do and I don't give no fucks, yeah
Feel like I'm the king of my lane, yeah
Shawty bust it open, roxanne, yeah
And you know we rollin' up grams
Way too high to count up all this money, God damn, yeah
Got it out the mud, now the groupies show me love
And I'm really on the scene right now
Yeah they broke as fuck, and they see me countin' up
Know I'm who they wanna be right now
Yo' bitch so sleezy, feel like I'm breezy
Yeah, I finesse the pussy with a melody
Hoes by the threesies, big racks I needs these
Yeah [?]
Step in this bitch, I'm the man now (I'm the man)
Did it by myself without no handouts (without no handouts)
You ain't give me shit so put your hands down
You was talkin' shit, but you tryna be my mans now (yeah)
Flexed up, yeah I'm a big flexer (yeah, yeah)
I pull up in a lambo, not no lexus (yeah, yeah)
We drop the top, now these bitches wanna sext us (whoa)
You see how I'm livin', broke, need to get your check up, yeah
