[Producers Tag]
Ouu Tash

[Rappers Tag]
WGB

[Hook]
Hell of straps I feel like Call of Duty
Slide with that mac hit that boy with the tooly
If you ain't WGB then you losing
So many racks, when I count get confusing
So many diamonds dripping on my jewelry
She wanna fuck before she even knew me
Bad lil bitch get wet like Jacuzzi
Slide to her crib and we shooting a movie
I'm the shit you can already tell that
Designer she know that I wear that
I'm smoking on gas can you smell that?
I'm smoking on gas I inhale that
You try to rob me you gon' fail that, finna skrt off in the Hellcat
Hit me up cause I sell that
Cut it-cut it-cut it up where the scale at?
Getting money I feel like the man now
OLT run the streets and that's hands down
I was humble at first, I don't care now
I'ma flex on these hoes bring them bands out
Bitch I'm hot like I'm catching a tan now
She was sleeping on me she a fan now
Send my hitta' to shoot at ya mans now
(Ba ba ba) Man Down
[Verse}
Don't give a fuck 'bout no opp
7.62 will do the job
Don't talk to me if it ain't 'bout the guap
Hop in the Rari and drop off the top
I got what you need, pull up you can shop
So many P's just pull up to the spot
You can get murked n***a you can get popped
Selling that work and I'm selling a lot
Pop me a perk and I go to the top
One false move and yo body gon' drop
Look at me wrong and I'm letting off shots
The neighbors they scared got them calling the cops
I slide on his block let the Glock go boom
I hop in the Rari I'm dropping the top, hit the gas and go zoom
So-so-so many bitches they all up on me I'm like give me some room
Pull up to the scene shoot your house and then everybody in it too
Why would I settle to fuck on one hoe when I can fuck on two?
Get on your knees lil baby you already know what to do
Pull up I'ma shoot, I'm letting off two
At who? You
Young n***a flipping the pack
I spend all the guap and I get it right back
I feel like Jay I'm posted with the mac
Come touch my chain and see a muzzle flash
Fuck-fuck school I was skipping the class
AF1 got the white and the black
Run up on me you better get back
You must've forgot that we got hell of straps
[Hook]
Hell of straps I feel like Call of Duty
Slide with that mac hit that boy with the tooly
If you ain't WGB then you losing
So many racks, when I count get confusing
So many diamonds dripping on my jewelry
She wanna fuck before she even knew me
Bad lil bitch get wet like Jacuzzi
Slide to her crib and we shooting a movie
I'm the shit you can already tell that
Designer she know that I wear that
I'm smoking on gas can you smell that?
I'm smoking on gas I inhale that
You try to rob me you gon' fail that, finna skrt off in the Hellcat
Hit me up cause I sell that
Cut it up where the scale at?
Getting money I feel like the man now
OLT run the streets and that's hands down
I was humble at first, I don't care now
I'ma flex on these hoes bring them bands out
Bitch I'm hot like I'm catching a tan now
She was sleeping on me she a fan now
Send my hitta' to shoot at ya mans now
(Ba ba ba) Man Down (Man down)