What, what
What, what, what, yeah
I said
His hair
Wack
His gear
Wack
His jewelry
Wack
His foot stance
Wack
The way he talks
Wack
The way he doesn't even like to laugh
Wack
Me
I'm tight as fuck
I'm tight as fuck
Yeah
He the one you want
I'm the one you need
He ask what you like
Imma take the lead
I'm not tryna sweep you
I'm just tryna reach you
I'm the one that's talking to yo soul tryna teach you
Gucci had Keyshia
Obama had Michelle
Lebron had Savannah
All of 'em prevailed
The older that I get
The more I understand
You gotta have nuts
If you wanna be the man
His hair
Wack
His gear
Wack
His jewelry
Wack
His foot stance
Wack
The way he talks
Wack
The way he doesn't even like to laugh
Wack
Me
I'm tight as fuck
I'm tight as fuck
I write hella raps
I read hella books
He be in the mirror
Focused on his looks
I be going hard
Tryna win at life
He be on his phone
Fishing for some likes
I don't call back
Barely even text
Hard to find time
Getting all these checks
He always be free
So he quick to reply
But do you wanna man
Or just another guy
His hair
Wack
His gear
Wack
His jewelry
Wack
His foot stance
Wack
The way he talks
Wack
The way he doesn't even like to laugh
Wack
Me
I'm tight as fuck
His hair, wack
His gear, wack
His jewelry, wack
His foot stance, wack
The way that he talks, wack
The way that he doesn't even like to smile, wack
Me, I'm tight as fuck