Lyrics : Ah man, man Ah man, man, man, man, man, man What's up? Alright, yeah It's been a whole year, my nigga Let's not front, it's my year, my nigga I'm here to fuck up your whole career, my nigga Don't play dumb, dummy You what what's the deal, my nigga A lot of y'all fake flex, nigga That is not your necklace And that whip ain't yours, nigga That's the IRS's I'm bigger than Texas, me and God text message Y'all see how easy lyin' is It's easy to forget this Shimmy shimmy ya, y'all niggas get no applause I'm lookin' like wealth, so mami wanna menage Y'all niggas really hatin' Get off my dick and my balls All y'all niggas ain't worthy Y'all don't pay dues Y'all niggas pay up and thirsty You thought you made you an anthem But you just sang you a Fergie Too many niggas bitin' I might need me ten attorneys Just 'cause you bought that vintage Margiela Don't change your flight from Spirit