The Man Now - SOB X RBE

Motherfucka wit' that shit on me

I wish a nigga would try to get on me, bitch

Motherfucka wit' that shit on me

I wish a nigga would try to…

Lil' nigga in this mothafucka, bands out

Any nigga try to reach, he get ran down

Niggas fake, you my mans now?

Only time you around, when yo' hand out

When yo' hand out, bitches not around but they fans now

But they fans now, 'cause a young nigga gettin' bands now

I’m gettin' bands now, I’m the man now

Woulda copped two but they ran out

Two bad bitches and they stand out

In this motherfucka wit' the Glock on me

And I wish a nigga would try to plot on me

Naw friends ain’t good, it is not homie

Little bruh wit' the Glock, how we pop .40

I remember we was slidin' in the Civic

Broke niggas take tabs, why you listenin'?

Had to get it, had to flip, had to kick shit

Young shit like the Grinch Stole Christmas (Broke bitch)

Lil' nigga, why the mention?

You gon' pay for your death wit' that sentence

I’ll slide down your 'dress wit' that big shit

Take deck wit' the chop', how we kick flips

Lil' nigga in this mothafucka, bands out

Any nigga try to reach, he get ran down

Niggas fake, you my mans now?

Only time you around, when yo' hand out

When yo' hand out, bitches not around but they fans now

But they fans now, 'cause a young nigga gettin' bands now

A circle full of rats, for my circle full of straps

Keep your click over there, 'for your click meet this clack (Click meet this

clack)

Really give a fuck about this, this, that

See you in the field better keep yo' strap (Better keep yo' strap)

Tired of them buckets, '96 of the lot

Niggas slide through, twenty-six for the Glock (for the Glock)

Can’t keep up, thirty shots for the stock

Drop the bitch for a dime, now the bitch wanna stalk (Bitch wanna stalk)

Uh, drop bail at the bitch, young nigga Mo drop bail now I’m rich (Now I’m rich)

And I just dropped on a loft, get your ass out the way wit' the drop of a call

It’s a banger after banger, yeah we done it again (Yeah we done it again)

Fuck his bitch from the back, now I’m fuckin' her friend (Now I’m fuckin' her

friend)

Nigga speakin' on my name, so I’m cluckin' his mans (I'm cluckin' his mans)

On some cold weather shit, you niggas duckin' the fan (You niggas duckin' the

fan)