Man in the Middle (feat. Kevin Hues)
Water gon drip when I walk
Haters gon flinch when I talk
I ain't gon flinch at the cost
Pockets on swole like a boss
You finna take a whole other loss
Yeah
Never been the MAN IN THE MIDDLE
Imma call the plays in the South
I wonder why your bands so little
You finna take a whole other loss
Water gon drip when I walk
Haters gon flinch when I talk
I ain't gon flinch at the cost
Pockets on swole like a boss
You finna take a whole other loss
Yeah
Never been the MAN IN THE MIDDLE
Imma call the plays in the South
I wonder why your bands so little
You finna take a whole other loss
Patek on my wrist tick tock
Shit don't stop
Jolly in the wok got me trippin when I walk
Bitch don't talk
Bitch don't stalk
Pull up in a whip imported Hong Kong
Hit you wit a Glock
And you wit ya flock
Choppa choppin heavy at ya brain no stock
Lookin like hawk
Built like smock
Ya baby want cock at her door knock knock
Boutta be the man in the middle
Mosh pit shit we go hard like Kittle
Doin this since I was little
Trappin on the daily playin niggas like a fiddle
Scam that nigga get a bag that's triple
I don't even care to be civil
Shit so hot hear the sizzle
Hit a fuck nigga wit a pistol
Drop it on they head cuban missile
Imagine that you Malcolm in the middle
Back when you was little
Back when you was single with a nickel
Back when you would scribble scribble scribble
Now you wanna wiggle wiggle wiggle
Imagine that you Malcolm in the middle
Back when you was little
Back when you was single with a nickel
Back when you would scribble scribble scribble
Now they wanna tickle on ya pickle
Water gon drip when I walk
Haters gon flinch when I talk
I ain't gon flinch at the cost
Pockets on swole like a boss
You finna take a whole other loss
Yeah
Never been the MAN IN THE MIDDLE
Imma call the plays in the South
I wonder why your bands so little
You finna take a whole other loss
Water gon drip when I walk
Haters gon flinch when I talk
I ain't gon flinch at the cost
Pockets on swole like a boss
You finna take a whole other loss
Yeah
Never been the MAN IN THE MIDDLE
Imma call the plays in the South
I wonder why your bands so little
You finna take a whole other loss
Haters gon flinch when I talk
I ain't gon flinch at the cost
Pockets on swole like a boss
You finna take a whole other loss
Yeah
Never been the MAN IN THE MIDDLE
Imma call the plays in the South
I wonder why your bands so little
You finna take a whole other loss
Water gon drip when I walk
Haters gon flinch when I talk
I ain't gon flinch at the cost
Pockets on swole like a boss
You finna take a whole other loss
Yeah
Never been the MAN IN THE MIDDLE
Imma call the plays in the South
I wonder why your bands so little
You finna take a whole other loss
Patek on my wrist tick tock
Shit don't stop
Jolly in the wok got me trippin when I walk
Bitch don't talk
Bitch don't stalk
Pull up in a whip imported Hong Kong
Hit you wit a Glock
And you wit ya flock
Choppa choppin heavy at ya brain no stock
Lookin like hawk
Built like smock
Ya baby want cock at her door knock knock
Boutta be the man in the middle
Mosh pit shit we go hard like Kittle
Doin this since I was little
Trappin on the daily playin niggas like a fiddle
Scam that nigga get a bag that's triple
I don't even care to be civil
Shit so hot hear the sizzle
Hit a fuck nigga wit a pistol
Drop it on they head cuban missile
Imagine that you Malcolm in the middle
Back when you was little
Back when you was single with a nickel
Back when you would scribble scribble scribble
Now you wanna wiggle wiggle wiggle
Imagine that you Malcolm in the middle
Back when you was little
Back when you was single with a nickel
Back when you would scribble scribble scribble
Now they wanna tickle on ya pickle
Water gon drip when I walk
Haters gon flinch when I talk
I ain't gon flinch at the cost
Pockets on swole like a boss
You finna take a whole other loss
Yeah
Never been the MAN IN THE MIDDLE
Imma call the plays in the South
I wonder why your bands so little
You finna take a whole other loss
Water gon drip when I walk
Haters gon flinch when I talk
I ain't gon flinch at the cost
Pockets on swole like a boss
You finna take a whole other loss
Yeah
Never been the MAN IN THE MIDDLE
Imma call the plays in the South
I wonder why your bands so little
You finna take a whole other loss
Credits
Writer(s): Brian Beierlein
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