Lyrics ManOfTheYear - 1eleven

Yeah, what? (That's nasty!)
Ay

Yeah
She wanna pull up on me and I tell her "Okay"
Why would I tell her to wait
I'ma just hop in the Wraith, you wanna race?
You hear the sound that it make
I got a bitch in my lane calling me bae
Shawty a ten out of eight
Bitch I don't even know the day, too fucked up
I'm on the drink all day
Homie the man of the year, had no fears beating a big ol' case
Bitch you ain't sippin' on beer, get that shit out of here
We only sip champagne
Hop in a car not a Leer, think I hit a deer
That shit scratched my paint
Bitch I'm the king of finesse
Look at my neck, chain with a big ol' face

Yeah my bitch on fleek, like my beats
Feel just like GT
I'm getting high all day, but stayin' lowkey, I'ma just smoke my weed
Hop in the whip no key, I'm pushin' P
Then I hop out on feet
That boy hit me for a feature, thought it was free
Man the shit had me geeked
Shit won't get you far, like I need a hunnid, otherwise that ain't me
I ain't even fuck with that muhfuckin' verse lil' bitch
I ain't gon' hop on your beat
I'm comin' through on your crib with a big ol' stick
Like "This is a robbery!"
Me and my bitch finna come through take your bitch
Yeah we do this shit properly
We ain't in poverty, we big rich like we hit the lottery
Twizzy done shot for me, he got big blicks
I keep a glock on me
Smokin' on broccoli this shit ain't mids, smokin' on Proper weed
Flip off the cops we see, they opps to me really that's just how it is
Parents they proud of me, they doubted me
Now i'm on top of this bitch
Y'all looking down on me and clowning me,
but now you be playing my shit
That bitch see what I'm bout now she wanna bounce on me
Yeah she wanna get on my dick
And now they tell me I'm the king, they crowning me
They tell me I'm finna get big

She wanna pull up on me and I tell her "Okay"
Why would I tell her to wait
I'ma just hop in the Wraith, you wanna race?
You hear the sound that it make
I got a bitch in my lane calling me bae
Shawty a ten out of eight
Bitch I don't even know the day, too fucked up
I'm on the drink all day
Homie the man of the year, had no fears beating a big ol' case
Bitch you ain't sippin' on beer, get that shit out of here
We only sip champagne
Hop in a car not a Leer, think I hit a deer
That shit scratched my paint
Bitch I'm the king of finesse
Look at my neck, chain with a big ol' face