Man What?!

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[Verse 1: Nef The Pharoe] It's 5 AM and I already made 10 plays Sound exchange, text coming in, keep a nigga paid My stripper bitch wake up at 3 PM, like boy, good morning I already caught a flight and took care of my mama mortgage Boss shit, I put my son in private school, I'm awesome All my niggas thanking me for blessings that I tossed them [?] grizley bear, but disrespect and he gon' [?] 40 told me buy a house, I went and bought some farm land Cars was nothing, if I rap it, buy another I threw my big sister a bag, trust funds for my baby brother My mama prowd of her high school dropout We in different tax brakets, I invest in stocks [?] Friend took a 15 [?] he back up again The other just put 20 in his mouth and threw his mama 10 All I know I'm thankful that I'm blessed, my baby mama rich If I wanted to, I'd run around and have all kind of kids [Chorus: Maxi Bravo] Man, what? Duphous Get popped Chopper Rick Flair, [?] legs like [?] I'm with the same niggas I was with in the sandbox We got straps like Hitchcock And my shooters like Deadshot Money, treat that shit like track, we been ran through it What? Sliding down his block [?] stupid My pockets happy fat, I'm like damn [?] Leave a nigga crippled, tell his mama that her mans [?] [Verse 2: Slimmy B] Slimmy B, I'm that nigga with that stick on him And it's poking out my ip like I'm [?] [?] yeah I had to throw a switch on it On these sucker niggas heads, yeah, I been on them Rule number one, you see a opp, you better get on him I ain't sparing shit, [?] the stick and let it drip on him Slide on your bitch, [?] dick, then I dip [?] Hen I bag drop, I do my dance, yeah I [?] on him On these niggas' necks, Imma make sure I keep my feet on I ain't got no friends, that's why a nigga [?] Running up them bands, that's why a nigga always be gone He ain't got no bands, that's why that nigga always be home Niggas talking 'bout they getting [?] nigga, come do it Ain't no sending tweets when it's beef, nigga, I come shoot it Acting like he really 'bout that life, well nigga, come lose it [?] bands [?] thumb it [Chorus: Maxi Bravo] Man, what? Duphous Get popped Chopper Rick Flair, [?] legs like [?] I'm with the same niggas I was with in the sandbox We got straps like Hitchcock And my shooters like Deadshot Money, treat that shit like track, we been ran through it What? Sliding down his block [?] stupid My pockets happy fat, I'm like damn [?] Leave a nigga crippled, tell his mama that her mans [?]