Manolo - Trip Lee, Lecrae

Yessir

Yeah we get 'em

Why we do it?

Why we do it?

I do it for the turn up

Got that ammo locked and loaded

I ain’t talking about no burner

Flip a page, I’ll explode it

Got a cabin in Manolo (nolo)

Manolo (nolo) Manolo (nolo) Manolo

Manolo (nolo) Manolo (nolo) Manolo

Got a cabin in Manolo

Trying to tell them boys I never leave the crib alone

'Cause I keep one in my car and I got two at home

They different kinds, but they do the same game

Double edge, double barrel, bang bang yessir

I’m out here facing dragons, I ain’t out my mind

(bang bang)

They coming for my soul, so it’s bout that time

(bang bang)

Them lies they trying to kill me, if you don’t believe me

I don’t care, I don’t care, I can’t take it easy

I’m flipping a page

I’m trigger-happy a clip and a gauge

Clicking it, hitting the stage

Hit you with truth, it’s in every phrase

He cut me deep I’m diving in, I’m diving in

When I ride I got that fire fire come alive again

That’s right (

When I ride I got to)

Come alive again

You know we got it

Come alive again, uh huh

Manolo mayne

When I ride

I do it for the turn up

Got that ammo locked and loaded

I ain’t talking about no burner

Flip a page, I’ll explode it

Got a cabin in Manolo (nolo)

Manolo (nolo) Manolo (nolo) Manolo

Got a cabin in Manolo (nolo)

Manolo (nolo) Manolo (nolo) Manolo

Got a cabin in Manolo

Manolo Manolo, I’m out here going postal

My partners think I lost it, my mama think I’m loco

I keep my shooter close though, you know it’s fully automatic

Shoot you straight, man that truth’ll do you plenty damage

I got enemies I can’t see them all but they lurking

I flip that page on them my trigger finger stay working

(pop, pop, pop)

I got plenty ammo, got old and new they both testify

My Lord

And ain’t nobody playing with you, gone mess around and come test the fire

And I ain’t gotta say no more

I’m 'a click click bang and the thing gon' blow

Red letters like a red dot on your dome

Yap yap yap yap yap, all yall gone

With a dash on the backseat, that’s me with a clip full of black ink

I’m 'a hit y’all with it 'til I split y’all with it

Man down man down had a bad week

Bad week

Man down man down

Man down man down

I had a bad week

Man down man down

Man down man down

I had a bad week

I do it for the turn up

Got that ammo locked and loaded

I ain’t talking about no burner

Flip a page, I’ll explode it

Got a cabin in Manolo (nolo)

Manolo (nolo) Manolo (nolo) Manolo

Got a cabin in Manolo (nolo)

Manolo (nolo) Manolo (nolo) Manolo

Got a cabin in Manolo

I be a sheep, I’m a dummy

Sometimes it ain’t even funny

Them lies are sicker than poison

While the truth that is sweeter than honey

And we know that he got us

He is with us can’t block us, Ibaka

When them lies try to lock us

His word is my weapon

It’s going «baracka!»

I do it for the turn up

Got that ammo locked and loaded

I ain’t talking about no burner

Flip a page, I’ll explode it

Got a cabin in Manolo