Getcho Mans 作词 : Brian Imanuel/Warren Hue 作曲 : Powers Pleasant/Jacob Ray Uh Getcho mans If you switching up then tell me in advance Sticky hold red hundreds on my fingertips ayy Chains swinging don’t know where the medal is ayy Pullup with a b*tch she dance got on some heaven pants B*tch we on a different rank I am the veteran B*tch I equip my bands then I just do my dance Kill streak sh*t on the game then i just represent Mona lisas and picassos, Bones are limp, i’m a child ho* Culture vision, on a 5-0 Waves form when we out ho* Came storm like it’s x men F*ck with me you is dead man And my pockets dead man And I leap like i’m jumpman Coach seats in the airman Trophies, don’t compare em What’s a grammy to a necklace? And my granny gave it to me What’s a gram to a fake b*tch? Indonesian, what’s a language? Think I’m speaking like a bad b*tch Background on a whole different continent Ho* we got different adlibs Ho* we got different mothers Ho* we got different cash Ho* we got different chances Ho* we got different culture Rollin deep with my dogs you would think it’s a veterinary I reach my goals by january Got the eyes of a tiger katy perry Getting married to the game Little b*tch we not the same And that b*tch p*ssy wet like johnny dang And that b*tch done stole my 20k And I’m joking, rollie pollie with the zaza Sippin drank combine it with the foie gras You goin’ need to bargain when you buy buy I don’t got a problem with the harga I’m the finished product you the mockup Quit the xanny b*tch get your bars up You too slow just get to the choppa just woke up I get to the commas You roll joints I’m rollin impalas I do not write I’m telling my truth, when i get in the booth I don’t f*ck with no judas, got mac no computers Got so many sons I don’t know where the moon is If you got a gang man I got a comuna We pull up with goonies, but I’d rather sit in my peace like I’m buddhist You f*ckin with groupies i get Mila Kunis I’m geekin she gimme the face uh I fell in love in the middle of covid she badder than Addison Rae, uhh Your man did a post for that fashion nova 7 times and he never got paid, uhh I told my girl hit mute on the zoom and now she taking off the parade, uhh I took the fam to a trip japan for the week because that’s how we raised Uh Getcho mans If you switching up then tell me in advance Sticky hold red hundreds on my fingertips ayy Chains swinging don’t know where the medal is ayy Pullup with a b*tch she dance got on some heaven pants b*tch we on a different rank I am the veteran b*tch I equip my bands then I just do my dance Kill streak sh*t on the game then i just represent Woah! Woah! Woah! Woah! Woah! Me and warren boutta kill this sh*t It is getting scary get a crucifix Thought I’m boutta leave but I renewed the lease All the snake b*tches get a peace sign Rewind that sh*t, remind that b*tch We the kings fore he turn to ashes, don’t forget now b*tch I’m the main u a background, ayy Who the f*ck trynna go clash to clash with me I’m practically the most savage the most braggadocios, boy that you’ve ever seen I’m on caffeine, black jeans denim hold, bags and keys, you slow activis, I’m sippin tea I’m limpin’, cause I got a whole game to carry! At the top you can’t reach Oh my god my Nikes, I’m Mariah Carey, got the check in December You miss shots, like a sober man, who don’t join the mili-military Missing, sign u on the side of dairy, where he go sh*t getting scary I don’t fist fight, b*tch I’m pretty Goddamn, I’m pretty, b*tch And I’m back on the juice I don’t play by the rules I don’t work in a cube We attack anything that’ll make any moves I don’t make an excuse, be-fore you walk in take off the shoes b*tch All you lil bois sippin’ on Trulys I got blues but you so clueless Mark my words I’ll act in a movie, lil b*tch I got blue bills match with the pants they some blue jeans With a bad b*tch in the side of this two seat Schoolboy get his P’s and Q’s i be groovy Yes I’m in the new scene b*tch I got new keys In Jacuzzis you be in the nosebleeds Why they all moody, b*tch my bands be taller than Uzi Get your mans, kick’em out like Bruce Lee, ayy Uh Getcho mans If you switching up then tell me in advance Sticky hold red hundreds on my fingertips ayy Chains swinging don’t know where the medal is ayy Pullup with a b*tch she dance got on some heaven pants b*tch we on a different rank I am the veteran b*tch I equip my bands then I just do my dance Kill streak sh*t on the game then i just represent 版权声明：未经著作权人书面许可，任何人不得以任何方式使用（包括翻唱、翻录等）