Songtexte Popular Demand - Aye Gee

And I'm back by a popular demand, huh
I think I'm the man, huh
Nah, fuck it baby
I know I'm the man
I know who I am
If the money running low
I'ma get us out the jam
I'm official girl I'm stamped
They don't understand
Shawty glazing too hard and I cannot fuck with fans
I cannot get caught up in the streets where I was brought up
But I'm always thinking big
So a mansion what I thought of

Down in NC, stacking bands
Till Ben Frank touching the ceiling
I had to shoot my shot with you
I couldn't shake the feeling yeah
These hoes think I'm Superman
But really, I'm the villain
Knock em down and kick em out
That's subtraction and addition, yeah
That's subtraction and addition
In the year 2020, I already had the vision
Put my money where my mouth is, put my girl in new positions
When I went and copped the Rollie
I made sure my time was ticking
I make sure I dot my I's, cross my T's
Crush the leaves
Gotta build, save the green
Make sure there's something when I leave
When I
When I leave, promise me
Tell my story, press repeat
Every album, never sleep

And I'm back by a popular demand, huh
I think I'm the man, huh
Nah, fuck it baby
I know I'm the man
I know who I am
If the money running low
I'ma get us out the jam
I'm official girl I'm stamped
They don't understand
Shawty glazing too hard and I cannot fuck with fans
I cannot get caught up in the streets where I was brought up
But I'm always thinking big
So a mansion what I thought of

In my freshest J's and
I ain't slept in days and
I got bills to pay man
I can't be no waste man
I got short-term memory, I need that shit on camera
I used to mess with snow bunnies, but I got rid of dandruff
Yeah I got rid of dandruff
My shawty got a big mouth
She like to hold my handgun
My mama need a big house
Somewhere to raise the grandkids
Feel like my life got D.L.C
Cause this shit still expanding
Another band, rubber band it
Yeah I took her home and took her soul
I'm a bandit
Father, please forgive me for my sins
This how we planned it
On another plane, girl don't panic
I'ma text you when I land it

And I'm back by a popular demand, huh
I think I'm the man, huh
Nah, fuck it baby
I know I'm the man
I know who I am
If the money running low
I'ma get us out the jam
I'm official girl I'm stamped
They don't understand
Shawty glazing too hard and I cannot fuck with fans
I cannot get caught up in the streets where I was brought up
But I'm always thinking big
So a mansion what I thought of

Huh, huh, shit man
This shit too easy yeah