Other Man - D33J, Aj Tracey, Sloan Evans

I don’t wanna talk 'til I made about 100 bands

If I don’t get the upper, I switch up with the other hand

Cooking with the wrist, keep a grip in the rubber band

Shorty keep it on the low I’m the other man

Yo

Wrist on Aquafina neck on molly water (Bling, blaow)

Grown man, watch your tone, I’ll fuck your daughter (Fuck you daughter)

21 nigga, all I do is slaughter (21, 21)

Get the pint off Nash and I might pour a quarter (Pour)

Out on my chick (Out on my chick)

Pockets is fully equipped (Blaow)

I got the smoke in the whip

I chop the top off the whip (Chop it)

Rollie on Gatorade now

Rollie on Sprite and it drip (Drip)

Hear about the bag and I skip (Skip)

I made the bag off the rip (Rip)

I made the bag from the jump (Jump)

I fucked that chick from the hump (Hump)

She screaming out «ooh, ooh, yeah»

Just like her name Lil Pump (Esketit)

D33J on the beat and it bump (Hey D33J)

Bro got the gas and it pump

I don’t fuck with niggas like Trump

I just put the roof in the trunk

I don’t wanna talk 'til I made about 100 bands

If I don’t get the upper, I switch up with the other hand

Cooking with the wrist, keep a grip in the rubber band

Shorty keep it on the low I’m the other man

Yeah

I’m from the 10 and it’s greezy (10)

All of these bitches is easy (Easy)

You think your girlfriend a wifey?

(Ugh)

Why she be going, believe me (Fuckin')

I just deleted your EP (Why?)

Bro you’re a herb and it’s cheesy (Yup)

White girl in the trap, she ain’t loyal (No)

Yeah, my rerock on Chris Breezy (Chris)

My hoodie blood red it say OVO (Yeah)

Shout out the boy, that’s my homie though (Yeah)

I had the baddies in Texas call me Travis 'cause I fucked on the Rodeo (Yeah)

Don’t look at me (Yeah)

Don’t look at me, nah (Nah)

Brodie could look at the Rollie though (Bling)

You niggas all lyin', Pinocchio

Swooped on the road and I’m stoney though

I don’t wanna talk 'til I made about 100 bands

If I don’t get the upper, I switch up with the other hand

Cooking with the wrist, keep a grip in the rubber band

Shorty keep it on the low I’m the other man

Living my life, up to nothing good

Real T.O.

nigga, I’m misunderstood

All the side talk, I wish a nigga would

Fuck all the hypotheticals, I know I could

I don’t wanna talk 'til I made about 100 bands

If I don’t get the upper, I switch up with the other hand

Cooking with the wrist, keep a grip in the rubber band

Shorty keep it on the low I’m the other man