Lyrics: FourNine
Music: Jack Marlow
Got this sweet one belling my line, i busied and told to please just text
Cause there's no communication and it's Better at night like vhs
Hold up my broski's sounding upset
Are you mad who's tryna get boxed in the head?!
Calm, I'm happy that nothing went
To the left, still pop up like percecets
Cool now I'm telling everyone let's step,
Be correct when we come out of the blacked out Benz
They must've thought this was mice and men
But they cut by the time I that we came old Kent
Kmt Why do you think I'm alert cause Nas said Sleep is the cousin of death
So tonight I won't rest
two nines like eight plus ten
Where's my man?
Where's my man?
Where's my man?
Where's my man?
Where's my man?
(Come we find this yout)
Where's my man?
(Might as well hop out the coup)
Where my man?
(Hurry come we make a move)
Where's my man?
(Flip the script and then boom!)
Black bandana
With a bat and hammer
I'm looking for him like a sat nav planner
Sad.Everybody should have manners
But people don't learn till they try act badder
Ay Do you know what's madder?
He ain't in the field like Green Bay packers
Wait Hold up ain't that his bro?
On your marks, get set go
Bandit's trapfit when he's involved
He'll be Swinging his sword like Ichigo
Caught up to my man, he was like woah
Forgive us it really wasn't like that bro
40, I weren't tryna hear that so
Applying the pressure... Where's he at though?
Wasting my time don't do that bro
Chop chop like Taekwondo
Kmt, now we're on the roads, got the location Santan Dave
And I Keeping composed, cause you know It's gonna get dark Like batmans cave
Plus It's crazy we were bredrins, Judas why did he act that way?
Got me feeling like I really wanna slap man's face with a weapon that eats like Pacman's game
Where's my man?
Where's my man?
Where's my man?
Where's my man?
Where's my man?
(Come we find this yout)
Where's my man?
(Might as well hop out the coup)
Where my man?
(Hurry come we make a move)
Where's my man?
(Flip the script and then boom!)