I'm gonna be better, better than you thought
Promise I won't challenge you, I deserve it
I'm gonna be better, better than you thought
Promise I won't challenge you, I deserve it

Took a trip to Japan
Yeah you know I'm the man
The man
Yeah the man

Shade
Took a trip to Japan
Yeah you know I'm the man
I'm the type nigga to stand on business now

You know I am
I can really take your shawty
Start taking pics in my rauri
Yeah, I got a whole fucking Maserati

I seen that bitch, I'm like, damn, she a hottie
Damn, damn
Yeah, these bitches on me
Tryna get them all, hit em in a four-door Jeep

And you know all that shit is on me
Make her whole life rock
Make that whole bed rock
Damn, I forgot to check the clock

now my mom on my ass
Ay mom ima let you know when I get real big ima give you some
Ima have like 100k ina bag
And ima leave it all just for you
She like son, why would you do that for me, even though I barely give you anything?
I'm like mom, you birthed me, and that's the whole reasoning.

Yeah these niggas tryna steal my flow, yeah these niggas yeah they really is some hoes
Might get my niggas get em gone on the low
I ain't really gotta pop out to the show
Yeah you know i do it, yeah you know im with it
When I pull up to the scene now, yeah you know im fitted
Yeah you know im fitted, yeah you know im with it, when im making songs i don't do no writtens, yeah these niggas hoes, they just internet gimmicks

When you get your bag, now they popping up asking for some money
I ain't really done
I ain't really done

Hopping on the song, yeah I'm flowing like a nun
Neji 64-palm tri gun, ima have all these niggas on the run
Ay mom ima let you know, ima bury your son
When he all alone, ima get him gone, ima leave him there leaking with his fucking phone

Niggas really be tryna hop on my song, but these niggas can't even rap
They swear they in the trap, geeking In the back, yeah these niggas tryna find their map

But they really ain't got that shit like that, but you know I got it on, got it on, got my chrome, got my motherfucking Calone

Ay, I'm making this song for Ami
Yeah you know ima catch you with a hami
Get you gone, yeah leaking like wasabi
Oh it's spicy, now it's on you, now you really gotta fucking slide for the crew

Gotta get your gun, be on the run, yeah you know we don't do this shit for fun
We just gotta make bread and get this shit right, nah nigga I ain't really tryna die tonight

But if I do, make sure I'm straight, and also make sure my momma is straight
But let's switch the subject, when I find these bitches get em on me, when I look into their eyes they leakin like a faucet

But you know me now I'm really tryna toss it

I'm gonna be better, better than you thought
Promise I won't challenge you, I deserve it
I'm gonna be better, better than you thought
Promise I won't challenge you, I deserve it

Shade
Took a trip to Japan
Yeah you know I'm the man
I'm the type nigga to stand on business now

You know I am
I can really take your shawty
Start taking pics in my rauri
Yeah, I got a whole fucking Maserati

I seen that bitch, I'm like, damn, she a hottie
Damn, damn
Yeah, these bitches on me
Tryna get them all, hit em in a four-door Jeep

And you know all that shit is on me
Make her whole life rock
Make that whole bed rock
Damn, I forgot to check the clock

now my mom on my ass