I'm The Man

(album: Clarity 4: I Can't Fall Off - 2015)

Yeah
What?
Star status (Bah)
Getting money in this bitch (Nigga)
My nigga Soda in this motherfucker
My nigga Lou in this bitch
Iced Up Records, yeah

Blowing on crud with my motherfucking goons
Shout out my nigga Goop, that's my motherfucking two
Had to call him up like, "How the fuck I'm gon' move?" (Hello?)
Shit, the ticket too high, I need some motherfucking room
Call me Icewear 'cause I love looking frosty
Mastered everything that my cuz ever taught me
Scale the only thing that my plug ever bought me
Got two styrofoams, sipping mud like it's coffee
Used to pop bars, go in robbing niggas' spots (Bitch)
I took hella risks for every diamond in the watch
Went from shining cars to shining in the drop
Thirty rounds in the Glock, put a diamond in your top

Yeah, they know that I'm the man, motherfucker (What?)
Twenty thousand in my pants, motherfucker (What?)
Iced Rollie on my hand, motherfucker (Yeah)
Hit the club throwing bands, motherfucker
Yeah, they know that I'm the man, motherfucker (What?)
Iced Rollie on my hand, motherfucker (What?)
Twenty thousand in my pants, motherfucker (What?)
Hit the club throwing bands, motherfucker (Yeah), ugh

Got your bitch rolling Backwoods behind tint
Just bought two 40s with two thirties for the nine-six
They said he had them things in the house, it was a dry lick
Fuck a bitch, treat my main ho like my side chick
Posted in the club with them motherfucking felons
Yeah, them bitches came compressed, but them motherfuckers selling
Nigga step on my toes, split your motherfucking melon
Vezz just copped a Jesus piece and that motherfucker dancing
Ain't no fucking one-on-ones, this the motherfucking streets
Don't wanna give me eighteen, man, this motherfucker cheap
Got the all-white buffs, them bitches looking like they bleached
In the club throwing bands 'cause them motherfuckers free, bitch

Yeah, they know that I'm the man, motherfucker (What?)
Twenty thousand in my pants, motherfucker (What?)
Iced Rollie on my hand, motherfucker (Yeah)
Hit the club throwing bands, motherfucker
Yeah, they know that I'm the man, motherfucker (What?)
Iced Rollie on my hand, motherfucker (What?)
Twenty thousand in my pants, motherfucker (What?)
Hit the club throwing bands, motherfucker (Yeah), ugh

Bitches see me and they see dollar signs (Money)
Jesus hands right by them bird collar lines (Foreign)
Glow-in-the-dark Dom P, even my bottle shine (Sparkle)
Real drank sipper, I ain't running out of lines (Never)
Watch fully blown, hard to tell time
That shit hit, so it's hard for you to sell lines (Hit drank)
I really bust trips, I used to bust scripts (Yup)
Had four chains on, I ain't tuck shit (Never)
I got the baddest hoes tryna suck my dick (Ho)
Leave a hundred on the dresser if I bust quick (Fuck her)
A month, lil' nigga, ain't you heard?
I ran my bands up fucking with the R's and the syrup

Yeah, they know that I'm the man, motherfucker (What?)
Twenty thousand in my pants, motherfucker (What?)
Iced Rollie on my hand, motherfucker (Yeah)
Hit the club throwing bands, motherfucker
Yeah, they know that I'm the man, motherfucker (What?)
Iced Rollie on my hand, motherfucker (What?)
Twenty thousand in my pants, motherfucker (What?)
Hit the club throwing bands, motherfucker (Yeah), ugh