Many Men Lyrics

Came through with it's hit like POP

It came through with this shit like POP

Touching each octave can't even stop

Can't fake beef

No biggie no pac

Dropping bombs on the beat like Baghdad

31. Walked in with the glass gas glad bags

Woah there!

Just stop and stare

Bitch is so bad

Make the fake face and just act mad

AD suited

Up like a hazmat

"I can't breathe

On the beat like asthma"

Shawty, a thittie Lil Shawty a dancer

I think I'm a Rasta

OG the Gone za

I think I'm a Rasta

Cookie, the ganja

Hehe

I think I'm a Rasta gelato the ganja

I rocked the show in Northwest like a rockstar

I'm really a rock stud

I'm really a cook.

I'm really a chef

I really whip properly

I cook all the beat and swirl in i Pasta.

Wrissy got damn you went crazy

The Beat make the bitches wanna dance and shake it

I want to see her naked

I want to see her fake it

I want to get inside or like vacant

Oops, I mean vacancy

Pardon the latency

On in beats

I'm going crazy

Cuzzo cut 7,6

Cook em like bacon

I don't give a fuck if Nia's hating

33rd floor

Master making

Many Men (Wish Death) upon me

Deal they don't really want me Dead

They wanna get in my head

(Aghhhhhhhh)

The bitch don't really like the Music

Sshe she just

(ahhhhhhh)

She just wanna get in my BED

WAVY water

I wiped her head

Rock on baby, I think I'm Slayer

I think I slide I think I slid I

Think ice sled

Many Men (Wish Death) upon me

Love in my eyes so

I can't see it