Tin Can Man

Lyrics

[Chorus] Pull up to the trap, hundred racks in my backpack Fat packs, flip 'em out the back like a flapjack Bad bitch, hit it from the back cause her ass fat Stackin' up racks like I hit the lotto, scratch that I don't play games with a bitch save blackjack Lame ass bitches, they be snitchin' on SnapChat New designer fanny pack I swear I keep the strap back Even though [?] every day like a fat man I do what I want and you do what you can man [?] and it came from Japan man Looking very nice and this bitch be like 'Damn man' But I trap way harder than tin can man [Verse] Ask me if [?] yeah I can man And I got [?] But I pull up and I had to catch a [?] Bitch said I hit it out the park, not a grand slam Homerun when I come home [?] Bitch call me [?] cause she say I got the [?] Mike Dece, hoes know that I'm the can man So high, feeling like I'm never gonna land man [Chorus] Pull up to the trap, hundred racks in my backpack [?], flip 'em out the back like a flapjack Bad bitch, hit it from the back cause [?] Stackin' up racks like I hit the lotto, scratch that I don't play games with a bitch save blackjack Lame ass bitches, they be snitchin' on SnapChat New designer fanny pack I swear I keep the strap back Even though [?] every day like a fat man I do what I want and you do what you can man [?] and it came from Japan man [?] every night and the bitch be like [?] But I trap way harder than tin can man