Isiah Dymons - They Say lyrics

I got yo b**h in the front Got yo hoe in the back Take they a** to the crib They face down in my lap So much bank in my pockets Look like I work in the trap These hoes say I'm the man I guess I got it like that They say Boy you the sh** Boy you the sh** They say Boy you the sh** Boy you the sh** So much bank in my pockets Look like I work in the trap These hoes say I'm the man I guess I got it like that They say I'm flexing its nothing I'm cut throat you know it This money keep growing These b**hes they notice I know that they love me I'm acid Caint touch me I'm balling Caint guard me No practice just buckets I don't sip lean but I do blow trees And I don't get around cus I stay lowkey Yo girl know me She feel lucky I'm all in her mouth like 2 buck teeth Who that n***a in the booth that's me The One light skin wit the 6 gold teeth The one lil n***a like 06 Kobe If he shoots shots no 2s just 3's Ok hands up I feel like tony Montana when them n***as run up me With the choppa in my hand at ya homies Got ya girl on my line wit the role play On my line talking bout she trying 4play Tryna eat a n***a up like a full plate That's what happen when the game show you blue face I got yo b**h in the front Got yo hoe in the back Take they a** to the crib They face down in my lap So much bank in my pockets Look like I work in the trap These hoes say I'm the man I guess I got it like that They say Boy you the sh** Boy you the sh** They say Boy you the sh** Boy you the sh** So much bank in my pockets Look like I work in the trap These hoes say I'm the man I guess I got it like that They say I'm on it these dollars These n***as they follow These women they holla They like me for my commas I might f** up some commas sh** take yo baby momma It just might start some drama That Gucci feragamo You ain't ever seen no sh** like this Fit so wet like church baptist Yo sh** boring My sh** foreign My sh** will make a lame n***a feel important My b**h wit me like she been imported Yo chick still in the club wearing Jordans Yo chick on my phone like an Update Looking like she chasing me down its a foot race Oh no here we go Yo n***as foul where's my free throw They shoot shots they right below Zero average i get Ghost I don't know them n***as over there They girl looking at me like she wrapping up her hair To put it all on me Let a n***a get a chair I'm running this sh** I swear the game ain't fair I got yo b**h in the front Got yo hoe in the back Take they a** to the crib They face down in my lap So much bank in my pockets Look like I work in the trap These hoes say I'm the man I guess I got it like that They say Boy you the sh** Boy you the sh** They say Boy you the sh** Boy you the sh** So much bank in my pockets Look like I work in the trap These hoes say I'm the man I guess I got it like that They say