Manolo Lyrics

Hello

Standing outside, thinking should I do them dirty

Yeah, I packed an extra clip, you know I came with 30

Niggas don't believe till they mamas out here hurting

And it's sad I gotta be the one to really get the murkin

They took my nigga Kato, I'm forever out your lurking

Niggas really street till the feds get to serving

My niggas pushing six like that nigga Julius Irving

Remember them days when bitches really used to curve me

Now they double back like Jordan 45 jersey

They ain't have no sympathy when niggas looking dirty

Now they pull up, catch the nut, don't even send the money

She a throat goat, I had to change her name to Kirby

I remember way back when niggas wouldn't even serve me

Got my muscle up, they asking can you really front me

I can make your mama move, estabon and Mosby

That's a punchline for them niggas Zack and Cody

Niggas forgot the rules, man, I blame it on they OG

Soon as blicks come out, man, they actin' real holy

You gon' need three Preacher an psalms if you hold me

Choppa get to spitting off a bean like I'm Kobe

If he say it's smoke, then a nigga gotta show me

Niggas wanna box, I play with sticks like I'm Sony

My nigga Teflon say you better watch your Joni

Cause I have her doing tricks, really tryna dome me

When I was locked up, bitches acted real phony

When you in the streets, man, you gotta stay OP

When you push the rock, then you gotta stay OT

Free Randy, swear to God, I miss the old streets

Sneak dissing on the block, swear to God, they don't want beef

Charlotte real small, it ain't hard to find your street

I ain't Tyrese, but I fuck her from the waist deep

I hit her one time, after that, she get straight beep

I don't tender dick, cause these hoes quit to turn leech

Before I feed a bitch, I gotta see if they throw deep

Only walk down, like to see a nigga slow leak

Ain't no real step if you can't hop out on two feet

Ha, nigga, ha, nigga