Laughatproblems - I Am the Man (feat. Baritone) Lyrics

I think I fell for a stripper bitch
Couldn't be me wouldn't even tip a trick
I let her suck me like some liquorish
Now I'm letting it ring like that Cardi chick
I got bitches, she love it, she proud of it
Cause she know that I curve 'em like i can pitch
She get money, she hustle, she got a whip
And She packed a punch on her pistol grip

She sparkle and shimmer
She light up my dimmer
I eat her like dinner
She sweeter then splenda
She love when I bend her
I put it deep in her
I get in her center
A pro, no beginner
She colder than winter
Nickname is December
She know ima killa
She ride for her nigga
She lie for her nigga
She know I'm a sinner
She pray lord forgive her
The devils up in her

Why you mad ya actions is what f*cked us up
You didn't f*cking listen now your time is up
You trippin, but I'm pimpin give no kinda f*cks
I'm f*ckin while you calling, bitch don't interrupt

I am the Man
Yea i carry the drum like i got the bands
Yea i got no wife but she calling me Hus cause I got the Bands
Pull up witcha Thotty, yea you know I'm the man
I am the Man
I am the Man, yea

Leave me alone bitch I'm single
You didn't want me, i mingled
Said it all could be so simple
You got too deep like my dimples
You shouldn't keep crying, no tissue
Money and bitches have tripled
Now that I'm poppin like pimples
You want us back and official
Bitch you got issues
I can't f*ck witchu

Yea, I don't know why you tryna flex
If ya nigga don't rough ride, why you even DM ya X
Skirt Skrrt when i pull up in the Lex wheel
If that ass on Cherokee then I'm finna give her Lex steel
Cause I
Pay the cost just to be the boss
Nowa days I just sport Supreme, I should tour with Dianna Ross
On fire like the bottles tossed
Break the glass like Mazel Tov
When you the shit, niggas Charmin soft
Baritone Baritone Baritone, Ayyyyy
She wanna f*ck, she wanna ride the wave
I don't save no hoes, I ain't got no cape
If you ain't bout that money get up out my face

These bitches is trippin
1 in a million
So stay on your pimpin
Swing dick lick a pendent
Wear condoms when sticking
They trapping wit children
Just stay bout your chicken
Stay focused, go git it
Don't care bout what's trending
You don't want to blend in
Don't care who's offended
The sky is the limit
They sour like lemons
For niggas pretending
Strap on me like lenin
They fit in my Denim
Shot you like I'm filming
No cap when I'm peeling
Headshot gotta end 'em
They mad cause I'm winning
This just the beginning
I'm fly, you a penguin
And your mother swallows my children

Why you mad ya actions is what f*cked us up
You didn't f*cking listen now your time is up
You trippin, but I'm pimpin give no kinda f*cks
I'm f*ckin while you calling, bitch don't interrupt

I am the Man
Yea i carry the drum like i got the bands
Yea i got no wife but she calling me Hus cause I got the Bands
Pull up witcha Thotty, yea you know I'm the man
I am the Man
I am the Man, yea