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itsmanman - real rap lyrics

[intro: itsmanman]
yeah, come on, n+gga
i’m the hardest youngin out, n+gga
(d+mn 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+gga tried to hack and then a tec had did him foul, huh
f+ck 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+gga 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 (d+mn it, homie, i’m comin’ up)
said i ain’t the hardest, what the f+ck you mean, n+gga?
fix them dirty lips before i mr. clean n+ggas
she want a piece of meat, you know i had to deep dish her
i just f+ck a b+tch so good, she thought i was three n+ggas
invest an m in me, you gon’ make like ten back
stop flexin’ life savings, what the f+ck 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 b+tch 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+ggas 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+ggas mad
the type to give a b+tch my line and never call her back
any n+gga 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+gga 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+gga run up on the kid, got turned to zombie
boy, i’m rickied the f+ck down, word to bobby
yeah, big mansion, ten bedrooms, this sh+t unnecessary
boom boom room, your ballin’ is imaginary
b+tch chew me with her mouth open, this ho unsanitary
that nickel on me like a motherf+ckin’ secondary
i’m gettin’ so rich, i’m finna make your b+tch my secretary
sippin’ drank, where my cup? blocked her in february
i’m still f+ckin’ with the cpn, just got a fresh batch, huh
we still on that bullsh+t, 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 p+ssy n+gga with that blower like his hair wet
these n+ggas sneak tweetin’ ’til they get they whole egg cracked
your b+tch 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 h+ll in this lambo, caught a leg cramp
taffy+ass n+gga, where your motherf+ckin’ 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+ggas weak as h+ll, manman, let’s bring rap back

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