The Man

[Intro]
Been the wave
Ayy, ayy, ayy

[Chorus]
The way I walk, way I talk (Ayy, ayy)
Man, I know that I'm the man (Boom, boom)
I'm too player, nigga
You the type to hit the beach with sand (Pew, pew, pew pew)
Nigga shut up
You rather run your mouth than run you up some bands (Ayy, ayy)
These niggas hot (Pew pew)
Tryna ride the wave, I turn them into fans (Hah, hah)

[Verse 1]
Fresh to death, I'm a young fly kid with the sauce (Fresh, with the sauce)
Yous a dubby, now you wanna come around here, hold your loss (Hold your loss)
See me come up from the gutter, now I'm moving like a boss (Like a boss)
This is Palm Angels, I ain't rocking no Lacoste
I got big bag, nigga (What)
And my bitch bad, nigga (What, what)
Heard they ran down on your ass (What, what)
Can't get your shit back, nigga (What, what)
You a broke boy, nigga (What, what)
And my pockets getting bigger (What, what)
Got my teacher on my dick (What, what)
I never miss class nigga (What, what)

[Chorus]
The way I walk, way I talk (Ayy, ayy)
Man, I know that I'm the man (Ayy, boom, boom)
I'm too player, nigga
You the type to hit the beach with sand (Pew, pew, pew pew)
Nigga shut up
You rather run your mouth than run you up some bands (Hah, hah)
These niggas hot (Boom, boom)
Tryna ride the wave, I turn them into fans (Hah, hah)

[Verse 2]
Money is the answer (The answer)
Had to run my bands up (Bands up)
Gotta watch your chick 'cause she keep telling me I'm handsome (I'm handsome)
She freaky, she a dancer
But I can not stand her (I can't stand her)
I just want the mazzi, then get out my crib you cancer (You cancer)
So much labels calling, I don't know which one to pick (Which one to pick)
They gon' have to pay me 'cause I know that I'm the shit (That I'm the shit)
Pop out in some Gucci, I look like I hit a lick (I hit a lick)
I don't follow back, but, baby, I might like your pic (Might like your pic)
Your boyfriend, he can't stand me, 'cause a nigga fancy (Uh, uh)
I don't do relations, stop the talking, drop your panties (Uh, uh)
I'ma break her back in, she feeling like a granny (Uh, uh)
She swallowing all my kids, so she don't even need a Plan B (Uh, uh)

[Chorus]
The way I walk, way I talk
Man, I know that I'm the man (Ayy, ayy)
I'm too player, nigga
You the type to hit the beach with sand (Boom, boom)
Nigga shut up (Pew, pew)
You rather run your mouth than run you up some bands (Pew pew)
These niggas hot (Ayy, ayy)
Tryna ride the wave, I turn them into fans (Hah hah)
Hah, hah