"Wasteman" lyrics

Man (man, man)
Man (man, man)
Man, man
Man, man
Man, man, man, man, man

I keep that ting on my hip in my waste van
Pull it out, I don't aim, I just spray, mans
'Scrub the prince, then I throw it in the waste can
Got yo face on a shirt with the pray hands

You a wasteman (man)
You a wasteman (man)
Double tap on yo brains just in case, man
You a wasteman (man)
You a wasteman (man)
Pull up, turn your whole block into a waste land

Wasteman
Wasteman
Pull up, turn your whole block into a waste land
Wasteman
Wasteman
Pull up, turn your whole block into a waste land

You think you're cookin'? Pull up, knock you with the cake pan
Seein' stars, ain't got no stripes, this ain't United States, man
Hear the Wu-Wu, just pull over, hit the brakes man
'Cause in the end, I always win I miss the K-Man, blow
Tore tonna string, Wu Chang on the beat, hop on, do a ting, lez go
When I act like a b, tryna run from the G's pull up when we TKO
We can make that deep, we can act real sweet, I can sell how we met, we go
Betta watch how you talk 'cause you spin that block, but, bit, bit, bit, reload

I keep that ting on my hip in my waste van
Pull it out, I don't aim, I just spray, mans
'Scrub the prince, then I throw it in the waste can
Got yo face on a shirt with the pray hands

You a wasteman (man)
You a wasteman (man)
Double tap on yo brains just in case, man
You a wasteman (man)
You a wasteman (man)
Pull up, turn your whole block into a waste land

Wasteman
Wasteman
Pull up, turn your whole block into a waste land
Wasteman
Wasteman
Pull up, turn your whole block into a waste land