I Am the Man
Money keep coming, God damn
Shit got my pockets like green eggs and ham
She gon' blow me because she a fan
Serving up dope got a couple of pans
I ain't never ever need a hand
Did it myself had to make a new plan
Drippy fits got me blessing the gram
Kvng Russ why you always acting like the man cuz
I am I am
Oohh
I am I am
Oohh
I am I am
Oh I am oh ya ya ya ya
Money conversation, took me a loss and I had to erase it
I made a whole nother equation
This one got me at the top I can taste it
My gas got you thinking I laced it
Exotic weed man ain't none of this basic
I had to go cop me a spaceship, Maybach interior same color as racist
And I'm running the NAWF and I ain't even trying
These niggas is pussy like lion
Glock twenty-three send a fuck nigga flying
Calamari or steak I'm deciding
Kvng Russ staying in between hoes like a hyphen
Cash app me or niggas ain't riding
This chopper gon' click like this mufucker typing
They think that I'm hard I ain't hyping
Money keep coming, God damn
Shit got my pockets like green eggs and ham
She gon' blow me because she a fan
Serving up dope got a couple of pans
I ain't never ever need a hand
Did it myself had to make a new plan
Drippy fits got me blessing the gram
Kvng Russ why you always acting like the man cuz
I am I am
Oohh
I am I am
Oohh
I am I am
Oh I am oh ya ya ya ya
I'm hoping my music gon' inspire
Forgiatos whenever I change the tire
I'm up in her neck like a fucking tie
Blue hunnids my bills I ain't talking Nye
Shout out to da gang my bros for life
We been making all sorta-kinda vibes
Want a penthouse smoke on the top floor
Ain't fucking with niggas no time for it
Designer my suit like Tom Ford
I keep a rocket like that nigga Thambo
And I'm beating the cat like a bongo
Black diamonds on me like I came from Congo
And I know Ima end up on top
Braintain text me said he got the drop
Polar text me said he copped a drop
Only gas we ain't sippin no Wok
Money keep coming, God damn
Shit got my pockets like green eggs and ham
She gon' blow me because she a fan
Serving up dope got a couple of pans
I ain't never ever need a hand
Did it myself had to make a new plan
Drippy fits got me blessing the gram
Kvng Russ why you always acting like the man cuz
I am I am
Oohh
I am I am
Oohh
I am I am
Oh I am oh ya ya ya ya
Shit got my pockets like green eggs and ham
She gon' blow me because she a fan
Serving up dope got a couple of pans
I ain't never ever need a hand
Did it myself had to make a new plan
Drippy fits got me blessing the gram
Kvng Russ why you always acting like the man cuz
I am I am
Oohh
I am I am
Oohh
I am I am
Oh I am oh ya ya ya ya
Money conversation, took me a loss and I had to erase it
I made a whole nother equation
This one got me at the top I can taste it
My gas got you thinking I laced it
Exotic weed man ain't none of this basic
I had to go cop me a spaceship, Maybach interior same color as racist
And I'm running the NAWF and I ain't even trying
These niggas is pussy like lion
Glock twenty-three send a fuck nigga flying
Calamari or steak I'm deciding
Kvng Russ staying in between hoes like a hyphen
Cash app me or niggas ain't riding
This chopper gon' click like this mufucker typing
They think that I'm hard I ain't hyping
Money keep coming, God damn
Shit got my pockets like green eggs and ham
She gon' blow me because she a fan
Serving up dope got a couple of pans
I ain't never ever need a hand
Did it myself had to make a new plan
Drippy fits got me blessing the gram
Kvng Russ why you always acting like the man cuz
I am I am
Oohh
I am I am
Oohh
I am I am
Oh I am oh ya ya ya ya
I'm hoping my music gon' inspire
Forgiatos whenever I change the tire
I'm up in her neck like a fucking tie
Blue hunnids my bills I ain't talking Nye
Shout out to da gang my bros for life
We been making all sorta-kinda vibes
Want a penthouse smoke on the top floor
Ain't fucking with niggas no time for it
Designer my suit like Tom Ford
I keep a rocket like that nigga Thambo
And I'm beating the cat like a bongo
Black diamonds on me like I came from Congo
And I know Ima end up on top
Braintain text me said he got the drop
Polar text me said he copped a drop
Only gas we ain't sippin no Wok
Money keep coming, God damn
Shit got my pockets like green eggs and ham
She gon' blow me because she a fan
Serving up dope got a couple of pans
I ain't never ever need a hand
Did it myself had to make a new plan
Drippy fits got me blessing the gram
Kvng Russ why you always acting like the man cuz
I am I am
Oohh
I am I am
Oohh
I am I am
Oh I am oh ya ya ya ya
Credits
Writer(s): Savion Russell
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