{Chorus} Oh my god , god damn Oh my god , god damn Oh my god , god damn Oh my god , god damn Oh my god , god damn I'm a man {?} {Deep Voice} Oh my god , god damn I'm a fu*king a man {Verse 1:} Oh my god , god damn 20 racks in my , hand Yo b*tch she a fan So sick i'm the man Shouts bus sony man I'm so high and can't {?} I'm making cheese We meet cash So what the plan I'm so drunk i can't stand These b*tches swing Like tarzan i'm the man You can tell i'm the sh*t You can smell I doing good your doing well su*k my dick sex cell Your talking sh*t go to hell Watch me win Watch you fail {Chorus} {Verse 2:} God damn fu*king rich b*tch This ni**a can't belive i took his chick No questions cus she knows she su*k a dick No pants Where a hoe alot of sex with Never been trill Always kept it real My swag in the streets Scrubs has to steal When i rock the goon Mask i'ma fu*king steal Hustling all day Just to get 3 mеals All day I strap with a AK Hoes gives a ni**a Brain on a day lay b*tches world widе Going fu*king crazy I'm so pretty b*tch i'm tom bradyyyy You know what i'm coming through With the fu*king crew Foe deep In the murder out cool Rolling up tell me what you gonna do Don't make me hit up my fu*king goons {Chorus}