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awful lot of it (remix) - itsmanman lyrics

[intro: itsmanman]
hm
(ayy, turk, turn that sh*t up)

[chorus: itsmanman]
gang don’t want no pop if you don’t got no mud in it
i feel like desto, ’cause i be takin’ dubs, n*gga
your dog was throwin’ salt until a couple slugs hit him
get you fired up for havin’ all them jewels, i brung hitler
gang don’t want no pop if you don’t got no mud in it
i feel like desto, ’cause i be takin’ dubs, n*gga
your dog was throwin’ salt until a couple slugs hit him
get you fired up for havin’ all them jewels, i brung hitler

[verse 1: itsmanman]
slapped his b*tch, n*gga, if he think this sh*t a game
hit the whole crowd, i forgot to bring my aim
i seen the hoes you f*cked, i gave her back ’cause she was playin’
all rats get swiss cheesed, put some cheddar on his brain
droppin’ buckets on they ass, they tryna call a timeout
old n*ggas hatin’, man, give it up, y’all dyin’ out
sugar coat it, i think most these n*ggas sweet, dwight howard
you on the court for no reason, kyle howard
white b*tch call me massa ’cause i like to hang n*ggas
they hate on stinc team, they just mad they ain’t in it
tried to slide through, we left his trail blazin’, dame lillard
she want me to stuff her, a young n*gga dressin’, thanksgiving
[chorus: itsmanman]
gang don’t want no pop if you don’t got no mud in it
i feel like desto, ’cause i be takin’ dubs, n*gga
your dog was throwin’ salt until a couple slugs hit him
get you fired up for havin’ all them jewels, i brung hitler
gang don’t want no pop if you don’t got no mud in it
i feel like desto, ’cause i be takin’ dubs, n*gga
your dog was throwin’ salt until a couple slugs hit him
get you fired up for havin’ all them jewels, i brung hitler

[verse 2: itsmanman]
ugh, poppin’ out the dark, have you ever seen a ghost?
hm, n*gga wanted beef, i’m ’bout to turn his ass to roast
a four*four’ll hit his funny bone, it’s no joke
pippy long’ll tear a n*gga lungs up with no smoke, hm
how many bullets hit that n*gga? do the math
shanaynay like to hold a couple more, you gotta add
once we catch two, i guarantee he won’t last
i ain’t goin’ back and forth with store runners, take a lap
it’s an awful lot of hoes on my line, they wanna f*ck me
he don’t like to dance, the f&n gon’ make him dougie
it’s too much money in the world and you don’t touch it
he is not from denver, we gon’ leave a couple in his nugget
tell me when to go, the glock spit like e*40
throw him in the ocean, b*tch, it’s time to meet dory
n*gga, take your ice off or get hit with heat scorchers
pippy long, yeah, she came with long hair, this b*tch gorgeous
[verse 3: hbk jachi]
b*tch, stop callin’, [?] callin’
i’m a made n*gga, my opps ain’t the same, they gotta forfeit
i know why the robbers try to throw me shade, get your dark hit
that’s an awful lot of “i might see my grave if i poured this”
i want big checks, this a big flex, this not normal
my shooter up shots, the chop made a beat, they scott storched him
when we got the drop, they thought this sh*t was sweet, they block scorchin’
crew full of tough n*ggas that be sweet in the courtroom
gang and them, it ain’t no lame, you can’t hang with them
jachi in this b*tch with all k!llers, yeah, i came with them
i got n*ggas askin’ other b*tches, “why they payin’ him?”
told that b*tch, “if you ain’t tryna listen, you could stay with him” (she gone)
another pop, poured it to the face
i let n*ggas rock out and then i rolled a different way
[?] mad that n*gga havin’ motion ’cause they ain’t
why you don’t never see these n*ggas doin’ shows? because they can’t

- itsmanman lyrics

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