Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Care Man, artist - YFN Lucci. Album song HIStory, Lost Pages, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 27.02.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Think It's A Game, Warner
Song language: English
Care Man |
Who am I? |
Huh, yeah, yeah, I’m the care man |
See, I got bitches come and fuck me every now and then |
She bring her partner to the spot, I take care of them |
See, I bust one and then I watch, I’m a real player |
Look, told my youngin go and air it out and go take care of them |
They put real pressure on your block 'cause I take care of them |
He 'bout to come pick up a block, go’n take care of him, yeah |
You can’t sell a nigga rock 'less you take care of him |
Look, hit the block, yeah |
Phone ringin' early, it ain’t even seven o’clock, huh |
The early bird get the worm, time to set up shop, yeah, uh |
Serve you in a hurry |
In the kitchen cookin' pot, thought it was curry, uh, uh |
Whip an Audemar, go whip a Rollie, huh, yeah, uh |
Run off with that pack, boy, this shit stolen, huh, yeah, uh |
I know BG got that stick, see, he barely can tote it, yeah |
Kay just hit a lick, best believe I put him on it, uh |
Hellraiser, caretaker, soul-taker |
I just counted up like three mil', I want some more paper |
If you ever piss me off, I’ma want your paper |
Uh, if you ever piss me off, I’ma want your paper |
Who am I? |
Huh, yeah, yeah, I’m the care man |
See, I got bitches come and fuck me every now and then |
She bring her partner to the spot, I take care of them |
See, I bust one and then I watch, I’m a real player |
Look, told my youngin go and air it out and go take care of them |
They put real pressure on your block 'cause I take care of them |
He 'bout to come pick up a block, go’n take care of him, yeah |
You can’t sell a nigga rock 'less you take care of him |
Ayy, you can’t sell a dub here, you a dub here |
Heard shawty was havin' paper then, yeah, that was him |
Ayy, he went broke on that lil' bitch, she say she loved him |
I broke the bezel on that bitch, I tried to flood him, huh, uh |
I billed the hell out of that lil' bitch, couldn’t even afford me, huh (Bitch) |
I had to break the one ho phone, she was tryna record me (Give me that shit) |
I had to put the Maybach, motherfucker, on Forgis (Skrrt) |
I had to flip over that bitch in case she know me |
Ayy, who am I? |
Caretaker, I fuck up that damn paper |
Get 'em whacked now or later, I owe you a hundred favors |
They gon' hold me down, anchor, I just got a hundred acres |
Hundred pointer 'round my ankle, plus, I’m a soul-taker |
Who am I? |
Huh, yeah, yeah, I’m the care man |
See, I got bitches come and fuck me every now and then |
She bring her partner to the spot, I take care of them |
See, I bust one and then I watch, I’m a real player |
Look, told my youngin go and air it out and go take care of them |
They put real pressure on your block 'cause I take care of them |
He 'bout to come pick up a block, go’n take care of him, yeah |
You can’t sell a nigga rock 'less you take care of him |
Caretaker, I fuck up that damn paper |
Get 'em whacked now or later, I owe you a hundred favors |