Credits
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Aww, man
Aww, man
Aww, man
Aww
[Verse 2]
Southern smoke
Aww, man
Aww, man
[Verse 3]
Aww, man (Pack, pack, pack)
Cocaine, it'll make a **** do strange things
(Pack, pack, pack)
Money, man
It'll make a bitch do strange things
(Pack, pack, pack)
[Verse 4]
Hood fame, got my swag so hot
Yeah, I'm the man
(Pack, pack, pack)
Cush man, got me feelin' like a pilot flyin' in a plane
(Pack, pack, pack)
[Verse 5]
Ice chain, around my neck like a hoodie mane
And when I fall up in the club check
I be lookin' for something thick and red
But (She, she, she)
[Verse 6]
Gotta have head on deck
And a (Pop a big pill)
If she ain't scared
(Pop a, pop a, pop a bottle
If you got bread
[Verse 7]
Sell me a whole thang if you ain't the fed
Cush pack (Pack), got 'em helicopter high, high
He ain't comin' down (Why), he like it in the sky
White shit, fish scale, got 'em cross eyed
And if you wanna try it, then you gotta buy
(Pack, pack, pack)
[Verse 8]
Cocaine, it'll make a **** do strange things
(Pack, pack, pack)
Money, man
It'll make a bitch do strange things
(Pack, pack, pack)
Hood fame, got my swag so hot
Yeah, I'm the man
(Pack, pack, pack)
Cush man, got me feelin' like a pilot flyin' in a plane
[Verse 9]
Uh, man
I be in the club, sun shinin'
My red stones, call 'em blood diamonds
Poppin' bottles, blowin' weed in here
Throwin' dough in the air like a pizzeria (Yeah)
Come get a slice
I be pumpin' them bottles
It's like a Papa John's in the trunk of my ride
[Verse 10]
I'm a real ****, you don't wanna collide
Fuck if you bigger, that choppa will cut 'em aside
What it do
Bitch, give me the loot
I treat that money like honey, I'm Winnie the Pooh
Now, get on the strip and do your best walk
Make sure yo' pussy ain't smellin' like a wet dog
Hood ****, smoke perk by the pound
[Verse 11]
Shoot till I knock 'em down
Know I'm outta rounds
I'm so high, I be surfin' on the clouds
Got my weed, got my lean
Shit, I'm surfin' on 'em now
(Pack, pack, pack)
Cocaine, it'll make a **** do strange things
(Pack, pack, pack)
[Verse 12]
Money, man
It'll make a bitch do strange things
(Pack, pack, pack)
Hood fame, got my swag so hot
Yeah, I'm the man
(Pack, pack, pack)
Yo Gotti
[Verse 13]
Cush man, got me feelin' like a pilot flyin' in a plane
I'm Yo Gotti
Hol' up, stop the beat
Bring it back
You see that whip outside?
It like a hunnid stacks
S-550, top hammer ready
[Verse 14]
She look at the stars, and say that's so romantic
I own all my cars
And all my diamonds real
All my rims rollin'
They must be on them pills
Peanut butter cup
Purple kush paint
Two-door Chevy, same color as painted drank, purple
[Verse 15]
And I'm just leanin' to the side
While I'm in that ho
Pumpin' on that Mike Jones
Tippin' on them 24s
[Verse 16]
"What up", Ice say, "What up?"
I'm like a a ice glacier
Pockets Ruben Studdard, fat
Bitch, Fantasia
****, I'm major
But I'm independent
Kid Cuddy
But I beat 12, now I blow a Hemi
[Verse 17]
I say what I wanna
And I ain't never scared
I need cash money, Dip Set in all red, bitch
(Pack, pack, pack)
[Verse 18]
Cocaine, it'll make a **** do strange things
(Pack, pack, pack)
Money, man
It'll make a bitch do strange things
(Pack, pack, pack)
[Verse 19]
Hood fame, got my swag so hot
Yeah, I'm the man
(Pack, pack, pack)
Kush man
Got me feelin' like a pilot flyin' a plane
