The Illest Intro Ever
Yo
Yeah, Yeah
French manicured and a six-pack
(Yo) Couple of y'all biting give my shit back
Lost my mind but I'm up and the rate back
Got your baby mother shaking titties how I ate that
Designer on my booty now your nigga wanna do me
Begging for a feature, yeah he wanna make a movie
Serving all the looks and so they really get into me
He can't help but when into me, to slip up and call it coochie
Boys in my yard so I'm teaching for a charge
Why they wanna target? They at target, I'm at Barney's
Body looking healthy, all you niggas looking corny
Smiling like he Miley, cause that nigga do adore me
Ole I got that Ill Na Na, a sister for your partner
And I got it hotter than the summer and the sauna
Don't compare to your girl or baby momma
Bitch I got you honored in the presence of your honor
Yeah I'm ill ill
Feel it it's real real
Tell me how you feel feel
Now they call me Manny Killer
You could never find nobody fucking realer
Yeah I'm ill ill
Feel it it's real real
Tell me how you feel feel
Now they call me Manny Killer
You could never find nobody fucking realer than this
Presenting me with presents but my feelings on the wayside
Always in high fashion there's no question if the taste right
Drowning in my diamonds but I'm deeper than my jewels I'm cool
I show them niggas how to do you
(Yo) None of them could afforded it
Nights that we recorded it
Archived, for the right times and champagnes with bubbles I'm trouble
Because I keep you dripping but Im humble, and busting down our ice is how we rumble
I'm super multi-faceted, ask me how I mastered this
Drop heat like I acid this
Manny D, the catalyst
Haters wanna tap at this, the baddies wanna rap at this
If you feeling salty here's the reason to be mad at this
(Cause I'm)
Yeah I'm ill ill
Feel it it's real real
Tell me how you feel feel
Now they call me Manny Killer
You could never find nobody fucking realer
Yeah I'm ill ill
Feel it it's real real
Tell me how you feel feel
Now they call me Manny Killer
You could never find nobody fucking realer than this
Yeah, Yeah
French manicured and a six-pack
(Yo) Couple of y'all biting give my shit back
Lost my mind but I'm up and the rate back
Got your baby mother shaking titties how I ate that
Designer on my booty now your nigga wanna do me
Begging for a feature, yeah he wanna make a movie
Serving all the looks and so they really get into me
He can't help but when into me, to slip up and call it coochie
Boys in my yard so I'm teaching for a charge
Why they wanna target? They at target, I'm at Barney's
Body looking healthy, all you niggas looking corny
Smiling like he Miley, cause that nigga do adore me
Ole I got that Ill Na Na, a sister for your partner
And I got it hotter than the summer and the sauna
Don't compare to your girl or baby momma
Bitch I got you honored in the presence of your honor
Yeah I'm ill ill
Feel it it's real real
Tell me how you feel feel
Now they call me Manny Killer
You could never find nobody fucking realer
Yeah I'm ill ill
Feel it it's real real
Tell me how you feel feel
Now they call me Manny Killer
You could never find nobody fucking realer than this
Presenting me with presents but my feelings on the wayside
Always in high fashion there's no question if the taste right
Drowning in my diamonds but I'm deeper than my jewels I'm cool
I show them niggas how to do you
(Yo) None of them could afforded it
Nights that we recorded it
Archived, for the right times and champagnes with bubbles I'm trouble
Because I keep you dripping but Im humble, and busting down our ice is how we rumble
I'm super multi-faceted, ask me how I mastered this
Drop heat like I acid this
Manny D, the catalyst
Haters wanna tap at this, the baddies wanna rap at this
If you feeling salty here's the reason to be mad at this
(Cause I'm)
Yeah I'm ill ill
Feel it it's real real
Tell me how you feel feel
Now they call me Manny Killer
You could never find nobody fucking realer
Yeah I'm ill ill
Feel it it's real real
Tell me how you feel feel
Now they call me Manny Killer
You could never find nobody fucking realer than this
Credits
Writer(s): Emanuel Bennett
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