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Rich Brian – Getcho Mans Lyrics

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Mona Lisas and Picasso

Balls on limp, I’m a child though

Cultural vision on a 5-0

Waves from when we out hoe

Came storm like it’s X-Men

Fuck with me, you is dead man

In my pockets, Deadman

And I leap like it’s Jumpman

Coach seats in the airman

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 bitch?

Indonesian what’s the language

Think I’m speakin’ like a bad bitch

Background in a whole different continent

Hoe we got different ad-libs

Hoe we got different mothers

Hoe we got different cash

Hoe we got different chances

Hoe 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 bitch, we’re not the same

And that bitch pussy wet like, Johnny Dang

And that bitch done stole my 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 harga (harga means price in Indonesian)

I’m the finished product, you the mark-up

Quittin’ the xanny, bitch, get yo’ box up

YouTube soldiers, get to the Choppa

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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 fuck with no Judas

Got random computers

Got so many suns, I don’t know where the moon 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 fuckin’ with groupies that give me lil’ cooties, I’m blicky

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 because that’s how we’re raised

Uh

Getcho mans, if you switchin’ up then tell me in advance (Yeah, ayy)

Sticky hold ride hundreds on my fingertips, ayy

Chain swangin’, dunno where the metal is, ayy, uh

Pull up on a Benz, she dance, got us some leather pants

Bitch we on a different rank, I am the veteran (Ayy, yeah)

Bitch I quit my vans, then I just do my dance, ayy, yeah

Kill streak shit on the game, then it’s just represent, ayy, yeah

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Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah

Me and Warren ’bout to kill this shit

It is gettin’ carried, get the crucifix

Saw them ’boutta leave but I’m immune to leaves

Saw the snakes, bitches got a piece side

Rewind that shit, remind that bitch

We the kings for me, turned to ashes, don’t forget now, bitch

I’ve been in the new background

Who the fuck 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, black jeans denim hold

Bags and keys, you slow activis

I’m sippin’ tea, I’m livid

‘Cause I got the whole game to carry

I the type to carry

Oh my god my Nikes, 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

Where he go, shit gettin’ scary

I don’t fish like “Bitch, I’m pretty!”

Goddamn I’m pretty, bitch

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, bitch

Are you limp, boy?

Sippin’ on shoelace

I got blues but you so clueless

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Mark my words, I acted in a movie, lil’ bitch

I got blue bills, match leather pants

Blue jeans with a bad bitch

With a side of sushi

Schoolboy gettin’ his P’s and Q’s, I be goofy

Yes I’m in a new scene

Bitch, I got new keys in Jacuzzi

Keepin’ it in the nose please, why they all moody?

Bitch, my best b, tellin’ that Uzi

Getcho mask, kick ’em out, like Bruce Lee, ay

Uh

Getcho mans, if you switchin’ up then tell me in advance (Yeah, ayy)

Sticky hold ride hundreds on my fingertips, ayy

Chain swangin’, dunno where the metal is, ayy, uh

Pull up on a Benz, she dance, got us some leather pants

Bitch we on a different rank, I am the veteran (Ayy, yeah)

Bitch I quit my vans, then I just do my dance, ayy, yeah

Kill streak shit on the game, then it’s just represent, ayy, yeah

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