COME GET UR MANZ! (freestyle) lyrics

[Intro]
Hi, hi (Grrah)
Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (Pow)
Look (Pew, pew)
Yeah (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Shoutout to the feds (To the feds)
Sellin' merch, first night, three bands (Three bands)
Ain't cappin' either, money spreadin' for the Gram (For the what?)
Hoes mad, I'm just tryna do my dance (Do my dance)
Shawty di*k tryna get inside my pants ('Side my pants)
Bad b*tch, body put her in a trance (In a what?)
I'm that chick, they all book it in advanced (In advanced)
He tryna hit, you better come and get yo mans (Get yo mans)

[Verse 1]
He tryna hit, you better come and get yo dude (Gеt yo dude)
Geekin' off the zaza, b*tch, I'm gettin' food (Gеttin' food)
I spend my money on designer, K jewels (Designer, K jewels)
But I'm saving that sh*t, b*tch, I'm not no fool (Not never)
I'm tryna renovate my house and get a pool (Get a what?)
Bad b*tch wanna f*ck with my crew (With my crew)
Feast on the finest lobster while you eatin' soup (Yo ass broke)
Now I'm not finna bump your sh*t, you spittin' poo (Nah, nah)
[Verse 2]
Don't check my DMs, b*tch, I keep it DND (DND)
I f*ck her one time, she say I'ma diety (I'ma diety)
I got no hoes in my 23andMe (No, I don't)
My opp's a b*tch, I got that D-O-G in me (Grr, bow)
Addicted to the mic like I'm on TLC (I'm on TLC)
Bad lil' b*tch, she givin' top and shakin' cheeks (Shakin' cheeks)
She get kinky with my b*tch, he a freak (He a what?)
I cannot f*ck with rappers, they always OD (OD)
And I ain't talkin' overdosin' on them beans (On them beans)
Yeah, in my bubble, b*tch I keep it six feet (Keep it six feet)
Unless you datin' me, b*tch, keep it six feet (Keep it six feet)
If you're my b*tch though, you could climb me like a tree (Climb me like a tree)

[Verse 3]
Yo b*tch said that she been f*ckin' with my team (f*ckin' with my team)
She said I'm finer than her girl, she got me weak (Haha)
I told her come up in my butt, shawty
A-a-and if you lucky, you might bust shawty (Wow!)
But I can't promise thats how that sh*t finna go (sh*t finna go)
I f*ck with bros, I don't really f*ck with hoes
I don't f*ck with pus*y, but oh, well, I'll have a go (f*ck it)
I'll nut inside her and then sh*t, I gotta go (Gotta dip)
Now for the next couple of weeks, she hit my phone (Brring, brring)
"Hey, uh, Brokie, do you think that I'm a ho?" (Yes, b*tch)
Back in Oakley servin' X with the coke (With the coke)
I keep a Gucci jacket, ice too cold (sh*t breeze)
[Chorus]
Shoutout to the feds (To the feds)
Sellin' merch, first night, three bands (Three bands)
Ain't cappin' either, money spreadin' for the Gram (For the Gram)
Hoes mad, I'm just tryna do my dance (Tryna do my dance)
Shawty di*k tryna get inside my pants (Inside my pants)
Bad b*tch, body put her in a trance (Put her in a trance)
I'm that chick, they all book it in advanced (In advanced)
He tryna hit, you better come and get yo mans

[Outro]
What the f*ck you thought this was?
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