Album: Cheez-N-Dope 2 (2013)

Mane Wattt

This ain't the proper listening material for you nigga

Mane Wattt, getting this money mane is all we do
Sipping the fiz, blowing some Kush
Are you retarded? Let them folders buzz
And the bitch? You sucking and we never trust
Mane Wattt bills are green up in the pies
Everything for the script ain't let nothing slide
Flexing plenty old schools plenty foreign rides
Nigga violate the money, it's a homicide

Get yo head twisted off like a baler cap
Phony smile, fake look I don't want none of that
Chopper is the lawn mower, cutting stakes to the grass
We don't shoot now warning shots we put bullets in yo ass
Yeah I knew your cousin had relationships in the past
Yeah but just the past cause today you ain't get no past
Nigga say I'm acting funny bitch ass nigga I'm acting rich
Bout to get you some money sit sat nigga I ain't no deal
Talking bout it, smoke about
Fake ass nigga you out here flaws
That's the reason why you off and I'm on
Do what the fuck I wanna do, bitch I'm grown

Mane Wattt, getting this money mane is all we do
Sipping the fiz, blowing some Kush
Are you retarded? Let them folders buzz
And the bitch? You sucking and we never trust
Mane Wattt bills are green up in the pies
Everything for the script ain't let nothing slide
Flexing plenty old schools plenty foreign rides
Nigga violate the money, it's a homicide

50 piece for the 50 man I doubled up
I don't say shots for the records
When I say shots you better duck
Shorty said why you so serious?
Cause bitch I don't play
Getting in on with mister I don't play south
I'm mister king Pin dropping back in a no no
Crack a niggas jaw dropping hoes into one
How that biz now I pull up
Dropping that bitch knocked down her wall
Took a trip to go and see her might put her up her game
Got this set, Mane watt
Smoking strong, sip and toss

Mane Wattt, getting this money mane is all we do
Sipping the fiz, blowing some Kush
Are you retarded? Let them folders buzz
And the bitch? You sucking and we never trust
Mane Wattt bills are green up in the pies
Everything for the script ain't let nothing slide
Flexing plenty old schools plenty foreign rides
Nigga violate the money, it's a homicide