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PERFORMING ARTISTS
ItsManMan
ItsManMan
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Amuri Chambers
Amuri Chambers
Songwriter

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****, I'll drop on BandLab, **** still can't fuck with me, ****
In the court recordin', ****, off the Apple headphones, ****
Watch me get off, though
Hmm
White bitch called me a monkey, I've been rockin' Bape
The chop I got, it hold banana clip, I'm tryna bust a grape
Drunk as hell, I almost shot myself, I feel like Kurt Cobain
Don't ask me how her pussy feel, I only fucked her face
Ain't wanna hit the stu' today, so I'm on BandLab
Hmm, it's like thirty-somethin' shots inside the manbag
Yeah, I'll turn a **** brother to a hashtag
I heard your **** go to Diddy parties, he a fag fag
Huh, I'm the hardest out Detroit, I can write and punch
Huh, **** tryna ride the wave like Hawaiian Punch
We can't bring pistol in the party, then we not gon' come
I fucked your bitch, now I'm muscle goat, that is not your son
My **** got a lot of lines like Black Friday sales
Huh, you was cryin' in the club, so I think you might gon' tell
Huh, my **** flew the work in, that is not no mail
Shot his neck, it detached from his body like a gecko tail
Huh, this chopper shift a **** gears, I got Hutcho with me
Huh, a **** always keep his faith, so it's not no biggie
I'll land in a **** town like fuck your city, huh
Bitch was gettin' too loud, I almost punched her titty
Huh, into it with my baby mama, I just choke-slammed her
I just made a Glock from scratch, this a ghost blammer
Huh, I tried to leave this bitch alone, but she be throat grabbin'
Everybody fuckin' with my lines, my fans coke addicts
I really got a bald opp, I call him Charles Barkley
Huh, might turn a crib into a trap like Macaulay Culkin
We seen that **** Tez out and he kept on walkin'
With my **** Tyreek in the hills, but I am not no Dolphin
He brought his phone on a drill, why the fuck you come?
This bitch mad I nutted fast, "Why the fuck you cum?"
Huh, ain't find a **** in his hood, but I just shot his unc'
I be with **** that'll crack your head, they is not no bums
Yeah, you get it? They ain't crackheads
Huh, **** be computer thuggin' 'til they Mac dead
I got a shooter that's like five hundred pounds, I call him Fat Fred
I get proactive, see him out and pop him like a blackhead, ****
****, on the BandLab side of things, **** still can't fuck with me, ****
I'm the hardest youngin out, ****, your fans know, ****
My fans know, they fans know, ****
**** can't fuck with me
Come on, ****
I'm the hardest youngin out, ****
Written by: Amuri Chambers
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