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Middle Man Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
My lil' bitch just gave me head, I told her thanks for having me
Told her get your camera phone, we moving to the balcony
She started moving, took it on and started moving fastly
While these niggas going hard, I do this shit so casually
Told that bitch to block my phone, but fucked her anyway
Had to boss up on my life, I'm trying to find a better way
I was 18 on the block, I'm grinding, trying to make a play
Steady trying to touch a mill, I feel like it's just any day
I can't be no lil' dog, bitch, I ain't no middle man
Booted up, I'm off a jig, I'm going down, then pop a Xan
Told my dog to stay down, trust me, brodie yeah I got the plan
Now we taking trips, I'm waiting on these fucking jets to land
I'm just cooling, sipping drinks, I'm booted up in Tigerland
I'm so fly up in this bitch, I told her call me Peter Pan
Bitch, I'm high up in this bitch, I might not just Everland
Bitch, I might not ever land, bitch, I'm off that shit again
I can't be no lil' dog, bitch, I ain't no middle man
Booted up, I'm off a jig, I'm going down, then pop a Xan
Told my dog to stay down, trust me, brodie yeah I got the plan
Now we taking trips, I'm waiting on these fucking jets to land
I can't be no lil' dog, bitch, I ain't no middle man
Booted up, I'm off a jig, I'm going down, then pop a Xan
Told my dog to stay down, trust me, bro, this year I got the plan
Now we takin' trips, I'm waitin' on these fuckin' Jets to land
I'm so higher I only get higher
RIP to them young niggas, they said they want to be flyer
Death befo designer, ain't no pits, shit get you signed up
Shirt up on the dryer, pay for droppin' shit like Tiger Woods
Clubbin' with my K, kick door shit, leavin' shells where they stay
Youngin' tryna get them gone, fifty bells where they lay
Break em' down, roll em' out, they goin' for a hunnid
Flippin', doin' numbers, trap steady jumpin
One call, yo, Flunky gone, thought he was a runner
Bag tight, she doin' lines on the phone, call her bumpin
Peep his orange like a pumpkin seed, packin' with the seals
Never go for deals, 40 blowin', hit em', disappear
I can't be no little dog, bitch, I ain't no middle man
Boot it up, I'm off a jig, I'm goin' down, then pop a Xan
Told my dog to stay down, trust me, brodie yeah I got the plan
Now we takin' trips, I'm waitin' on these fuckin' Jets to land
I can't be no little dog, bitch, I ain't no middle man
Boot it up, I'm off a jig, I'm goin' down, then pop a Xan
Told my dog to stay down, trust me, brodie yeah I got the plan
Now we takin' trips, I'm waitin' on these fuckin' Jets to land