LilYs4Qoe - I'm Da Man Lyrics

I'm in my Kappa Fit, but ask around girl, I'm real as It Get
Say the ball is in my court, go back and Forth play For the win
He got a four, I got a five, let's see who really work That Gen
Still pray to God, look in my eyes come Try your luck and I'm gon' sin

Let's get it in, say they trap open, come through Sweepin' shit, we shut it down
Get in that wind, ain't no janitorial, we cleanin Aisles
Got some to spend, pay for that , Omertà that, no Coppin' out
All black suit just like young thug , the way we Capped his f*ckin' gown

Shit get real about Ray Ray, okay
You wanna see your twin just come through fishin Round this way
I put BTA, you wanna hoop then let's load up 2K
I'm offensive threat, come play in my park
Bet I Let it quake, I let it quake

And just because I been up out the way
That don't mean that this a lick, lil' boy, you better Play it safe, Like play it safe

Hop out the V, you hear me when I step
I'm like an unk to these lil' niggas, might as well Say they my nep
Nigga, Matter fact, boy, you my Son, In this life is you or I
Play around with mine And your ass gettin sent Past the sun

On the Birds, when I move, I'm full equip
When you speakin' on this shitYou better watch Your f*ckin' lip
Dissin on my brudda, bullets Hittin' at your hip

I ain't gon' lie, you bold as hell, try buckin' me Make this your first and last attempt
Got G-19 For you and an Arp for your lil' brother
Mini Drake for your lil' cousin
And two new Fully Clips For him

Ight look, wanna hit, I take you under
Told the bitch, don't lie to me, go ahead and lie Right to your honor
He dissing mine , so I let twin go ahead and put Dick in your mama
She say my name, YS for President, feel like Barack Obama

She asked if I got twins, I sent her straight to Bagg Osama
I watch Bro go flip some work and make a Ten and Add a comma
No Kizzy, think i'm lying, go check the stats
Told my young bro, show his work, don't show his Hand
And she gon' f*ck right off the bat

And when it's beef, it really ain't none' just to push Up to your five
The way we wet shit up at Playgrounds, you'll think this a slip & slide
Ain't tryna go against the grain, but bout my team We will collide
If you can't keep up with the gang, or hold your Weight, get left behind

We can hit it out and shoot trey ones or let them Bullets fly
Man, shit been gettin' real, keep shit Omerta
Niggas dyin
Just like a bat, come out at night Can't really see, I hear them signs

I'm MainBirdLivin 4QOE, you better know I pick My side