Summrs - Made man Lyrics

(Desire for revenge)
(Double R, bird business, double R, bird business)
(Presidential shit)
(Top floor shit)
(You know how I get)

I'm a soldier, baby
I'm the man with the plan
Give a f*ck what they sayin'
Can't blow my cover, I rock Undercover
This shit come from Japan
That f*ck nigga ain't no made man
Come f*ck me, you and your friend
I'm in Belize with a freak and she neat
We got our toes in the sand
Let's be real, you ain't seen money
Only got you a couple of bands
Lv, I mix it with Marni
Yeah, BB business, stop playin'
You rockin' B.B. Simmons, man
I bought my bitch a chain with rubies
You still buy her Vivian, yeah
So up, wake up like what crib I'm in?
Slumped off of this lean, I'm walkin' like a crippled man
Hundred percenter, man, five percent tint my windows, man
They got me out of character, now I gotta sin again, yeah
Go to court and you know I'ma win again, hoo (Desire for revenge)
Pull some hundreds out the bank, I'm f*ckin' with Ben again
And we ride striker, gotta swap some VINs again
Can't see these niggas diamonds, must gotta switch my lens again
These niggas diamonds goofy, yeah
Bitch got a big-ass booty
F*ck me good, show me what's up, I might buy you Louis
Nigga want smoke? Let's do it
I get fly as a piece of pie, I swear it's nothin' too it
I might buy me a track and suit, after that can't catch me stupid
Rat-tat-tat, complementary sounds of the Uzi
Up in my cup, it's Boosie
Down south, where I'm from, them bitches will call you juvie
Had a solier rag on my head at five
'Cause mama was bumpin' that Juve' (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I'm a soldier, baby, I'm the man with the plan
This shit come from Japan