COME GET UR MANS (feat. Mooke Da God)

[Connor Musarra Verse]
I don't even write, I just give free advice
Stripes earn checks, that's what I like
This is not a single, this is just something light
Every time I make a fucking beat, it's on sight
Twitter man talk hot, get blocked
Fuck around, get dropped like stocks
Inflated numbers like we don't see bots
On the block wearing overpriced socks
Supreme drops, Milly Rock
You at the party looking like a undercover cop
[Sample: Woop Woop]
Everybody wanna be friends
Hopping on trends and it probably won't end
Wonder how I got this shit to pop with no advance
[Sample: That's the sound of the police!]
Somеbody come and get your mans

[Mooke Da God Verse]
Come and gеt your mans, looking like he need help
Mooke Da God hold it down like a seat belt
I ain't one for the complaining, I ain't never need Yelp
Swimming like Deb Never, drip like Michael Phelps
Everybody wanna talk down on the kid
They ain't even done half the things that I did
I done put like fifty thousand miles on the whip
I was on TV same time as my sib
Making sure my tea be hot, take a sip
Breaking bread, hundred dollar bills, breaking ribs
I only keep a couple friends
Keep my circle small to keep it one hundred percent
Wonder how I dropped a classic on my first try
'cause it's Mooke Da God and Runman motherfucker that's why