IM THE MAN Lyrics

I, I, I, I can't believe you left and I let you

Girl, girl, you got the worst me, you gave me the best you

You say, you say, you say, let's go our separate ways

Fuck it, I've been pouring out the bottle

Bitch, I got a ten and she gon' fuck me like a model

Passing her to bro just like Tua go to Waddle

She don't really love me, wanna fuck me for my peso

She don't really love me, wanna fuck me for my euros

I just landed in Miami, balling like i'm Herro

I, I, I, I, I, I, yeah, oh

Lately I've been on a roll, like I'm chasing an honor roll

My chopper coming portable, stock that bitch is foldable

I don't really fuck with all that love is what I told the hoe

In the murcielago swerving losing control

Bitch, I'm about to crash like, oh my god, this bitch is totaled

Bitch, I got a bag and I ain't changed, I'm with my brudda

If I run up a hunnid, I give 50 to my mother

Thought she was the one for me until I found another

Chopper let off like a track event we making runners

We was always bad kids, doing what we wanna

We had hoop dreams, then we got our racks up

Now we just some ballers

They say when you get your mindset it's from my father

Feel I'm about to transform, like Super Saiyan Gohan

Nobody you know can fuck with me, I'm saying no one, no one, no one

I been dreaming of my granny, proud of her grandson

She told me keep my head up, I ain't been down once

So much guala, fuck a hunnid, count about a thousand

Hell of money, fuck a hill, I stack it to a mountain

Laughing at a bank, and I been dapping my accountant

You can't say I'm broke, I let you check all the amounts then

So much fucking guap, the money counter, cannot count it

Mama said I'm made for this, she know I'm that i'm astounding

Knew that I'm the one, she like, son, you made for greatness

Imma run a bag up, but she gon' celebrate it

Fuck it, I been pouring out a bottle

Bitch, I got a ten and she gon' fuck me like a model

Passing her to bro, just like Tua go to Waddle

She don't really love me, wanna fuck me for my peso

She don't really love me, wanna fuck me for my euros

I just landed in Miami balling like i'm Herro

I, I, I, I, I, I, yeah, oh

Baby, I been on the roll, like chasing the honor roll