Lyrics Drake - FatBoy SSE, Lar$$en

Drake

Uhh uhh uhh uhh
Yea yuh, yea yea yea
17 but I feel like the man
Walk around with that gun in my hand
.38 it ain’t ever gon jam
Most these niggas they hatin they fans
I was juggin ain’t know how to scam
Winded up losing one of my mans
Niggas lookin at me like damn shit ain’t going exactly as planned
Gang with me you know what we on
Headtap it ain’t hard to be gone
Paint the picture no need to be drawn
If we spin through the opps then we scoring
Smoking JT it feel out the bong
Thottie eat me she leaving her thing
Nigga talking through internet corn
Gallery look like internet porn fuck a thottie she told me she love me
I remember these bitches would dub me
I remember when I ain’t get no cars but she love it when I’m in her tummy
In the stu everyday cause I’m hungry cause the block wasn’t making no money
I was robbing & juggin & scheming
I ain’t tryna be walking around bummy
17 but I feel like the man
Walk around with that gun in my hand
.38 it ain’t ever gon jam
Most these niggas they hatin they fans
I was juggin ain’t know how to scam
Winded up losing one of my mans
Niggas lookin at me like damn shit ain’t going exactly as planned
(Hann Hann Hann)
17 when i touched my first grams I was running through the streets uh I became
a man
You get popped where you stand you get popped like a xan (boww)
You talk to the gang wrong we gon get ya fam
We ain’t play fair & if I don’t know you we don’t shake hands (Fuck outta here)
Got a lil scammer bitch she bought me 8 bands
The rule of the street number 1 we don’t take ya serious & if you do
You come around me you ain’t my mans cause you a coward you a pussy
You can’t hang with me aye Rob grab the choppa he gon bang it free
17 but I feel like the man
Walk around with that gun in my hand
.38 it ain’t ever gon jam
Most these niggas they hatin they fans
I was juggin ain’t know how to scam
Winded up losing one of my mans
Niggas lookin at me like damn shit ain’t going exactly as planned