Manctiy Lyrics

Ay I thought I told y'all niggas stop playing with me

Ay pour some more lean bro roll that dope up

Reload that chopper we finna spin the opp block

You know what am sayin

We burst they trap spot like da fuckin feds

My youngin creeping through the back door like a creep

Soon as we get inside we screaming bring out errything

Don't do no begging bitch we gonna back up everything

I want the dope I want the money I want finer things

I just sent that girl home because she got no fucking ass

If I run into the opps then we gon fucking clash

The way I been running all these shit you should just call me flash

Seen the 12 right behind me then I do da dash

Don't hit my phone unless you talking bout da fucking cash

Shawty tweaking on da gram and that's gon make spazz

If she got that ass then she gets that backshot

Seen a opp nigga bitch you get some headshot

Pass it to my young nigga tell him get some face shot

Broddie dad ain't at home we turned that to a trapspot

I'm smoking on this kk while I'm chilling on da right spot

Bring them choppers out bring them drums out

We gon make it sing like withney huston

Hit you body snooze but you ain't waking up

Life in danger but the reverend can't even tell it

We burst they trap spot like da fuckin feds

My youngin creeping through the back door like a creep

Soon as we get inside we screaming bring out errything

Don't do no begging bitch we gonna back up everything

I want the dope I want the money I want finer things

I just sent that girl home because she got no fuckin ass

If I run into the opps then we gon fuckin clash

The way I been running all these shit you should just call me flash

Seen the 12 right behind me then I do da dash

Don't hit my phone unless you talking bout da fuckin cash

Shawty tweaking on da gram and that's gon make spazz

If she got that ass then she gets that backshot

I'm sliding I'm wildlin you know I'm slime

I'm red I bang that five swuoop

We attack man city the opps defense maguire

We up the score again

Ain't that your man's on da floor like go pick him up nigga bitch ass nigga

Got shot at da back cause he tired to run you pussy ass nigga know

Waddup man BGG till it's life bitch ass nigga

We burst they trap spot like da fuckin feds

My youngin creeping through the back door like a creep

Soon as we get inside we screaming bring out errything

Don't do no begging bitch we gonna back up everything

I want the dope I want the money I want finer things

I just sent that girl home because she got no fuckin ass

If I run into the opps then we gon fuckin clash

The way I been running all these shit you should just call me flash

Seen the 12 right behind me then I do da dash

Don't hit my phone unless you talking bout da fuckin cash

Shawty tweaking on da gram and that's gon make spazz

If she got that ass then she gets that back shot