[Intro: ItsManMan]
Yeah, come on, n***a
I'm the hardest youngin out, n***a
(Damn it, Homie, I'm comin' up)
Yeah, you better listen
I'm bringin' real rap back, look, huh

[Verse 1: ItsManMan]
Bringin' real rap back, I'm 'bout to start another sound, huh
N***a tried to hack and then a TEC had did him foul, huh
Fuck a hundred likes, I'm tryna see a hundred thou'
If my back against the wall, I'm puttin' yours to the ground
She wanna FaceTime, I'm chargin' fifty for an hour
My n***a facin' time for gettin' spiffy with the powder
40 get to spittin' like it's eatin' somethin' sour
Big cuz'll put your head in a box, he Jeff Dahmer (Damn it, Homie, I'm comin' up)
Said I ain't the hardest, what the fuck you mean, n***a?
Fix them dirty lips before I Mr. Clean n***as
She want a piece of meat, you know I had to deep dish her
I just fuck a bitch so good, she thought I was three n***as
Invest an M in me, you gon' make like ten back
Stop flexin' life savings, what the fuck is ten racks? Huh
Got a million streams, just this year I did that
I got a bald opp, but I'ma push his wig back, hmm
I am not from Earth, I just came down from Jupiter
Opp just called me stupid, hit his head and now he stupider
Take a bad bitch and I can show you what to do with her
Her head stupid good, join a team, I'm recruitin' her
A for Animated, but this never been an act, huh
Beef'll bust it down, I love it when she throw it back, hmm
C for Cash Money, road runnin' for a sack
This B for what I gave her, I just put it in her back, hmm, huh
N***as say they wanna rob me, but ain't never robbed me
She gon' give me sloppy toppy for a couple dollars
If I don't got my gun on me, I'ma chuck the bottle
He don't dance, this big F&N had pop locked and dropped him
Streams goin' up, I think my numbers got these n***as mad
The type to give a bitch my line and never call her back
Any n***a go against the grain, just know we on they ass
My brother called me, where he with? Blrrt, I'm in my back
My n***a wiped his nose, for the love, they did you slimy
Ain't take the easy route, I played my role and started grindin'
They hatin' on the kid, but keep it goin', I don't mind it
I'm waitin' on my turn, it's almost here, it's perfect timing
[Verse 2: Cash Kidd]
N***a run up on the kid, got turned to zombie
Boy, I'm Rickied the fuck down, word to Bobby
Yeah, big mansion, ten bedrooms, this shit unnecessary
Boom Boom Room, your ballin' is imaginary
Bitch chew me with her mouth open, this ho unsanitary
That nickel on me like a motherfuckin' secondary
I'm gettin' so rich, I'm finna make your bitch my secretary
Sippin' drank, where my cup? Blocked her in February
I'm still fuckin' with the CPN, just got a fresh batch, huh
We still on that bullshit, they think I fell back
My hoes come in all different colors like an Air Max
She heard about my big foot and set a bear trap
Hit a pussy n***a with that blower like his hair wet
These n***as sneak tweetin' 'til they get they whole egg cracked
Your bitch pullin' up now, she got her hair wrapped
I guaranteed I get eight more, finna dead cap
They don't get when I say it that
It's tight as hell in this Lambo, caught a leg cramp
Taffy-ass n***a, where your motherfuckin' bread at?
I shut my haters up, my ex silent like Xanax
I act like I don't know what they mad at
I blocked the ho, she ventin' through Cash App
Huh, right now I'm in a Ghost, it ain't Snapchat
These n***as weak as hell, ManMan, let's bring rap back