5IVE MICS - k** a Man lyrics

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame] My flag Waka Flocka, I be flamed up She say I throw my money with so much anger Reckless eyeballs in the club, middlefinger Blowin' kush, I'm the n***a, f** a hater Watch cost 30, bracelet cost 40 Chain cost a 100, man, I ball all year You just ball for a weekend, sh**, my n***a, I'm treatin' What yo' b**h drinkin'? I bet her p**y leakin' I'll turn a nun out, I'll have her freakin' These ex pills got me sweatin', God damn a n***a rollin' If she look, she tooken, n***a, you know the rules These b**hes love my swag, thank you, Pro Tools [Hook: Zuse] My bankroll too big for a rubberband Car load, trunk load, full of kilograms Kingston k**er, I don't give a damn f** around with my money, I'mma k** a man k** a man, me, I'mma k** a man Brooklyn, Kingston, I'mma k** a man A-Town n***as don't give a damn f** with my money, I'mma k** a man [Verse 2: 5ive Mics] Bankroll too big, can't fold it up All you fake rap n***as can't f** with us Remy, peach Crush, my double cup - AK that choppa n***a, 5ive Mics and Waka, yeah, Zooly Gang is my shottas Blood gang and I'm kingpin, A-Town and Kingston I know murderers and k**ers, goons and gorillas I'm worldwide but I'm certified, ho, Instagram my pictures Uh, New York so what's poppin'? I'm racked up and I got it n***a, rob me, I got it, got a hundred rounds and I'm bout it [Hook] [Verse 3: Zuse] All I ever wanted was to make cake You the n***a tryna flex in a fake chain All I ever did was remain same Yeah, I stayed true while you had to change, fool Young god gon' get it when the fame due Wit' the same crew, nah, we don't hate you You hate you knowing that you fake too Now everybody sayin' that I made you [Hook]