Synista Hustler - Mana Man Flow lyrics

[Chorus: Synista Hustler] Mana man flow, mana man flow Mana man flow, mana man flow Mana man flow, mana man flow Mana man flow, mana man flow Mana man flow, mana man flow Mana man flow, mana man flow Mana man flow, mana man flow Mana man flow, mana man flow [Verse 1: Synista Hustler] Man ah shot grams, man ah drop Es Man ah sell amms and a man smoke cheese True, I'm on a wave, beg a man please Mind how you move, I don't wanna get greaze Man ah got a young G, really wan' squeeze Tell a man please, beg a man ease When I'm on the road, I side with the Gs Mana man are out late night in the cold breeze So shout to my mum cuh she knows the steeze Bought me the thermals with the long sleeves Anyway, f** that, man are big man Mana man's Stan, man are not Steve Mana man plan to go to Ibiza Smash bare festivals and blow trees Big man ting, mana man plan To make about fifty racks and then leave Mana man what? Man ah best know Man are like Ken, hurricane flow Man are not fake, not J Cole Me, I'm old school, TJ combo Chatting 'bout know, gyal ah best know When you meet Mandy, you will let go Mana man know, but it's cool though True, I move blow, man are cold like snow When a mana man flow, mana man who? Mana man's certi, mana man's sho Man are like bakery, man have got dough Mana man smoke weed mana man grow Man ah move Ds, man ah move Os Man ah move Gs with the ting for the nose Man have got snapbacks, man have got clothes Mana man who? Man ah best know [Chorus: Synista Hustler] Mana man flow, mana man flow Mana man flow, mana man flow Mana man flow, mana man flow Mana man flow, mana man flow Mana man flow, mana man flow Mana man flow, mana man flow Mana man flow, mana man flow Mana man flow, mana man flow [Verse 2: Hitman Tiga] Mana man flow Mana man trap, mana man grow Mana man's real, mana man's road Mana man stick to the hustler's code Mana man still don't talk to the cops Mana man still no love for the opps Mana man still got love on the block Mana man still send man to the shop I'm Hitman T, mana man know Showerman ting, mana man flow Tigs mac mana man, no, it ain't Steve With a peng lighty, no, it ain't weave Man have got grade, man have got loud Man are in 'Biza, chilling in Cloud Man have got wax, mana man dab Mana man roll and mana man flow Mana mana man flow Man have got trees Man have got c**aine, man have got Es Mana mana do road Man ah do jook jook, man ah do greaze Man ah got sales Man ah got work and man ah got scales Man are real Gs Man ah got chicks that man ah make beat Man ah got skengs Man ah got pagans from the same ends Man ah got opps See a man's marjay when I go shops Man ah don't care Still put a pagan's soul in the air Man ah do crud Left a pagan face-down in the mud [Chorus: Synista Hustler] Mana man flow, mana man flow Mana man flow, mana man flow Mana man flow, mana man flow Mana man flow, mana man flow Mana man flow, mana man flow Mana man flow, mana man flow Mana man flow, mana man flow Mana man flow, mana man flow