BabyMacotms - The Man Lyrics

Boutta have them rack racks on me
Designer backpacks on me
My team gone pack gats on me
But we don't show straps like G's no
We on a mission we gone to the top
Don't care what they say cuz we never gone stop
Ain't tryna roll over so I ain't gone flop
No
Boutta have them rack racks on me
Designer backpacks on me
My team gone pack gats on me
But we don't show straps like G's no
We on a mission we gone to the top
Don't care what they say cuz we never gone stop
Ain't tryna roll over so I ain't gone flop
No

Iont want smoke boy you trippen
I'm just tryna go rack up some millions
Put designer on all of my children
Nothin nicer the best of the feelings
I'm just gone do what I do cuz I shine like a light call me high beam
Nothing gone stop me I see it too close so no man gonna stop my dream
Moncler in The winter
On road trips steak dinner
Iced out bright in the sprinter
I'm deep like I'm splinters
Praise God we winners
I'm so close to livin'
This life I envision
One day all they mention
Baby Mac I be the man
With the the plan
Bills flat like Stan Lee
Spider man how I climb and achieve
Ain't no man compare to me
Walk like The Man
Uh
Talk like The Man
Uh
Bark like The Man
Uh
Spark like The Man
I be the man with the plan
I be the man with the plan yea
Awww yea
I be the man with the plan
I be the man with the plan yea yea
Awww