Hustle Man

Lyrics

[Intro] (Brian, you're so crazy for this) [Verse 1] Man, bad bitches like street niggas, I just want a bitch that keep it street with me I want a bitch who pussy wet soon as she see a nigga (Soon as she see a nigga) I want a bitch who after we fuck, don't wanna leave a nigga (Yeah) While I'm in it, she tellin' me to have a baby with her Just tapped the curb and I was ridin' in my Benz Man, twenty million streams while I'm in the striker slidin' again Don't see me out and put your head down, you know what time it is You gotta know my pockets fat like they 'bout to have some kids (Like they 'bout to drop a baby) Man, let me show you how to drive this bitch Thirty thousand cash on me now, that's why I walk like this Man, you be strеssin' 'bout that money, I be gettin' all kinds of shit Man, you want beef, thеn I'ma put some money on you like a condiment I'm the hustle man, you need it, I got it, I ain't got it on me Man, I was on the phone with Face tellin' him these niggas finished Man, I'll show you how to break that bitch down, I ain't no lil' [?] Matter fact, I brought two bricks out today, I'm in your hood with 'em [Interlude] Better get this shit while it's gettin' good, nigga [Verse 2] They like, "Hustle man, what you sellin'?" (They like what you sellin'?) I'm like, "What you buyin'?" It's like we flyin' to the custos, I'm takin' my time If I was you, I wouldn't waste my time (Yeah) 'Cause I'ma hit your ass with 40 or the fin when I make my mind (Come on, GlockBoyz, nigga) They say my numbers goin' crazy, they probably think I'm [?] To keep it real, I'll probably never sign the deal and end up bigger than Plies Custom man, I'll bring it to you in rain Man, I'll bring it to you way across the world in different states Man, I'll bring it to you in snow, we sold it at my auntie place Man, lightskin and I'm always in my feelings, I keep a Drac' I'm like, "Quit playin' with me" Man, I just came to make a sell, I got my mans with me Boogz be done blew your ass down, he got his fan with him And Fat Dev with me, he got his fan with him Man, it be grown men actin' just like hoes, I can't stand niggas They like, "Hustle man, what you sellin'?" (They like what you sellin'?) I'm like, "What you buyin'?" You could sell whatever to your phone like mine