[intro:]
Yeah
Young n***a gettin them bands yeah

[Chorus:]
Mixin the sprite w the fan
Gettin them bands
They took the sauce and they ran
These bitches they say I’m the man
Made more than a grand
A Young n***a did it again
I had to grind w no fans
Now I’m the man
Now they knowin who I am
These bitches they say I’m the man
Made more than a grand
A Young n***a did it again
(x2)

[verse 1:]
A young n***a did it again
I had to grind now I’m getting these bands
They takin my time all these hoes tryna dance
I’m getting paid yeah I get that advance
Shawty she bustin she go w no hands
N***as want smoke but they don’t got the hands
These bitches on jokes til they see I got bands
I ain't no hoe imma get to my stands n***a

Hop in the Beamer we headin to 40
She said she ain’t want me but now she all on me
I gotta thank God cuz he watchin above me
A young n***a blessed got some ppl who love me

I count up bands yeah I count up a stack
I got a 19 got some shoes on the rack
Last year they told me I couldn’t come back
Now they all love me cuz I got the racks

[Chorus:]
Mixin the sprite w the fan
Gettin them bands
They took the sauce and they ran
These bitches they say I’m the man
Made more than a grand
A Young n***a did it again
I had to grind w no fans
Now I’m the man
Now they knowin who I am
These bitches they say I’m the man
Made more than a grand
A Young n***a did it again
[verse 2:]
A young n***a movin like that
She hit me up cuz I’m movin like that
Now we on 10 yeah we movin the pack
I hopped in the coupe now I’m racin the track
Burberry ballin I’m facin the pack
Got a new wallet my pockets is fat
Go to Tijuana posted in the sauna
Calling up lil mama Got her in the bag yeah

I wanna hop in a coupe
I wanna get to the bag get the moves
I wanna buy her a bag and the shoes
Make all the money and spend it on you
Girl you the one you been keepin the time
She not on games she the best she all mine
You the one that I been searching to find
Came into my life and you came right on time

I had to boss up and keep me a pole
She got her floss up now we on the road
N***as be fakin these n***as on jokes
I’m straight to the money ain’t got time for hoes

I just got the bands and my bros yeah they switched up
I put the brand new on froze yeah we mix up
Pull up in the Bentley I’m grown you gon miss up
Get it for the family I’m on now we disrupt
I mixed the sprite w the fan
Gettin them bands
They took the sauce and they ran
These bitches they say I’m the man
Made more than a grand
A Young n***a did it again
I had to grind w no fans
Now I’m the man
Now they knowin who I am
These bitches they say I’m the man
Made more than a grand
A Young n***a did it again
(x2)