Lyrics Rich Brian & Warren Hue – Getcho Mans 가사

 
Getcho Mans Lyrics – Rich Brian & Warren Hue

Singer: Rich Brian & Warren Hue
Title: Getcho Mans

[Intro]
Got the beat by Powers
and we just made a banger
[Chorus]

Uh
Get your mans, if you switchin’ up
then tell me in advance
Sticky hold ride hundreds on my fingertips

Chain swangin’, dunno where the metal is
Pull up on a Benz, she dance,
got us some heaven pants
b#tch we on a different rank,

I am the veteran
b#tch I quit my vans,
lemme just do my dance
Kill streak sh#t in the game,

then it’s just represent
[Verse 1]
Mona Lisa and Picasso
Balls on limp, I’m a child though

Cultural vision on a 5-4
Wave form, movie, Idaho
Camе storm like it’s X-Men
f#ck with me, you is dеad man

In my pockets, Deadman
And I leap like it’s Jumpman
Coffees and the L-Men
Trophies, don’t compare them

What’s a Grammy to a
Just send my Grammy and the trophy
What’s a gram to a fake b#tch?
Indonesian was a language

Think I’m speakin’ like a bad b#tch
Background in a whole different continent
How we got different ad-libs
How we got different mothers

How we got different cash
How we got different chances
How we got different culture
Rollin’ deep with my dawgs you would

think it’s a veterinary
I reached my goals by January
Got the eyes of a tiger, Katy Perry
Gettin’ married to the game

Little b#tch, we’re not the same
And that b#tch p#ss# wet like, jolly dang
And that b#tch done sold like 20k
And I’m jokin’, roly poly with the zaza

Sippin’, drinkin’, bitin’ with the foie gras
You will need the barker when you buy buy
I don’t got a problem with the hot girl
I’m the finished product, you the mark-up

Quittin’ the xanny, b#tch, get yo’ box up
YouTube soldiers, get to the Choppa
Just woke up, I get to the cameras
You won’t judge of Rollin’ Impalas

I do not write I’m just telling my truth
When I get in the booth
I don’t f#ck with no Judas
Got random computers

Got so many sons,
I don’t know where the booth is
If you do got the game like Galaga, boot up
You feel like the Goonies

But I’d rather sit on my face like a Buddhist
You f#ckin’ with Gucci that give me lil’ cooties
She give me the face
I fell in love in the middle of COVID,

she badder than Addison Rae
He might hit a post but the fraction
always seven times and they never got paid
I told my girl, hit the neuron and zoom in uh

She thinkin’ of the parade
I took the family with trip in Japan
but the weeb inside ways
[Chorus]

Uh
Get your mans, if you switchin’ up
then tell me in advance
Sticky hold ride hundreds on my fingertips

Chain swangin’, dunno where the metal is
Pull up on a Benz, she dance,
got us some heaven pants
b#tch we on a different rank, I am the veteran

b#tch I quit my vans, lemme just do my dance
Kill streak sh#t in the game,
then it’s just represent
[Verse 2]

Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, yeah
Me and Warren ’bout to kill this sh#t
It is gettin’ carried, get the crucifix
Saw them ’boutta leave

but I’m immune to leaves
Saw the snakes, b#tches got a piece side
Rewind that sh#t, remind that b#tch
turned to ash to propaganda, b#tch

I’ve been in the new background
24, tryna go clash and crash with me
I’m practically the most savage
The most braggadocious boy

that you’ve ever seen
I’m on caffeine, the black jeans
In the whole brevity and slow additives
I’m sippin’ tea, I’m livid

‘Cause I got the whole game to carry
I decide to carry
Oh my god my Nike, I’m Mariah Carey
Got a check in December

Miss shots like a sober man
Hold ’em, join the mini military
Miss the sign, you the sign of a dairy
I’m a b#tch like Halle Berry

I’mma fish like "b#tch, I’m pretty!"
g#dd#mn I’m pretty, b#tch
And I’m back in the juice
I don’t play by no rules

I awaken the Kyuubi
Attack anything that are making a move
I don’t make an excuse
Before you walk in, take off your shoes, b#tch

Are you limp, boy?
Sippin’ on shoelace
I got blues but you so clueless
On my words, I acted in a movie, lil’ b#tch

I got blue bills, match your dances
Blue jeans with a bad b#tch
With a side of sushi
Schoolboy gettin’ excused Goofy

b#tch, I got new keys in Jacuzzi
Keepin’ it in the lowkey movie
b#tch, my battery, saw that Uzi
Keep your mask on,

you smell like blue cheese, ay
[Chorus]
Uh
Get your mans, if you switchin’ up

then tell me in advance
Sticky hold ride hundreds on my fingertips
Chain swangin’, dunno where the metal is
Pull up on a Benz, she dance,

got us some heaven pants
b#tch we on a different rank, I am the veteran
b#tch I quit my vans, lemme just do my dance
Kill streak sh#t in the game,

then it’s just represent
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