Alan Wilkinson Lyrics

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I still got what the fuck you need nigga
What you sayin'?
Hit my phone
Hann

I still got what you need nigga (need nigga, need nigga, need nigga)
Coke, pills or leaves nigga (need nigga, need nigga)
I still get what you need nigga (need nigga, need nigga)

Coke, pills or leaves nigga
Bitch I’m the man, bitch I’m the man, bitch I’m the man
Bitch I’m the man, bitch I’m the man, bitch I’m the man
Bitch I’m the man, fuck is you saying, bitch I’m the man
Bitch I’m the man, bitch I’m the man, bitch I’m the man

I get to the cash
These niggas is crafts, they making me laugh
I walk in the mall, grab what I want, put that on my tab
Fuck is you saying, fuck is you doing, why is you playing
You don’t do what? Wait on this porch, call you a cab
My niggas be whipping and flipping the dope
Just hit my lineup, I can get you some smoke
They know Lil Bibby got shit for the low
I’m out of town, you just hit up my bro

(Hey hold up, how many you want?
I’m finna meet you right there man, by that cut off 78th and Caselin, aight?)

Young nigga still serving them J’s
Peyton Manning, I be making them plays
M’s to the grave, remember them days, I’m stuck in my ways
And we got them choppers
Trust me when I say you don’t want them problems
We blow at them oppers, my young niggas shotters
You dial, you gonna need us

I still got what you need nigga (need nigga, need nigga, need nigga)
Coke, pills or leaves nigga (need nigga, need nigga)
I still get what you need nigga (need nigga, need nigga)
Coke, pills or leaves nigga
Bitch I’m the man, bitch I’m the man, bitch I’m the man
Bitch I’m the man, bitch I’m the man, bitch I’m the man
Bitch I’m the man, fuck is you saying, bitch I’m the man
Bitch I’m the man, bitch I’m the man, bitch I’m the man

Still keep it real, still counting hundred dollar bills
Still on that weed, never pills
Still probably fucked your bitch, let her chill
Still rolling kush after every meal
Still pushing foreign wheels, still tell you how I feel
Be a real ass nigga, smoking up when I want
The next one I roll gon be bigger
I’m drunk as fuck off that liquor
Don’t make no mistakes
Sold out my tour now all I want to do is smoke and skate
Wait, the hating only motivate
I got more cash, I hope she got more ass to shake
I’m smoking great, I roll one, don’t procrastinate
I pass the nick, get money at a faster pace
My weed is killer, assassination, shit, goddamn!

I still got what you need nigga (need nigga, need nigga, need nigga)
Coke, pills or leaves nigga (need nigga, need nigga)
I still get what you need nigga (need nigga, need nigga)
Coke, pills or leaves nigga
Bitch I’m the man, bitch I’m the man, bitch I’m the man
Bitch I’m the man, bitch I’m the man, bitch I’m the man
Bitch I’m the man, fuck is you saying, bitch I’m the man
Bitch I’m the man, bitch I’m the man, bitch I’m the man

Still got them goons, still got them shooters, fuck is you thanking?
Yea I got plaques on the wall, but still got niggas that’ll come and stank you
My dogs do karate, walker, Texas ranger
If I Instagram your bitch, Imma make her famous
I've been going hard since two years old
Juicy J, I be runnin' through these hoes
All these niggas got somethin' to say
Till I pull up to the club in the UFO
Dancing in these streets on these brand new Forgiatos
Come and try me, think you slick?
Fully auto full of hollows

Fuck is you hating for, I came from the bottom now I’m making dough
Move out my way and let me make some more
I chase the cash, you chasing hoes
Stupid nigga wasting all your time tryna spoil that dirty bitch
And she gon' hit the club tonight and suck a rich nigga dick (you said money!)

I still got what you need nigga (need nigga, need nigga, need nigga)
Coke, pills or leaves nigga (need nigga, need nigga)
I still get what you need nigga (need nigga, need nigga)
Coke, pills or leaves nigga
Bitch I’m the man, bitch I’m the man, bitch I’m the man
Bitch I’m the man, bitch I’m the man, bitch I’m the man

Bitch I’m the man, fuck is you saying, bitch I’m the man
Bitch I’m the man, bitch I’m the man, bitch I’m the man, han

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of the song 'Part Two' by Spring Heel Jack, J.Spaceman, Steve Noble, and Alan Wilkinson talks about a drug dealer bragging about the variety of drugs he can supply to his clients. He claims to be still having the drugs that the people need and that he can provide them with coke, pills, or leaves. He further asserts that he is the man, and nobody can take that label away from him. The song also highlights the lavish lifestyle of a drug dealer who can get anything he wants under his tab.

The lyrics portray the superficiality of a drug dealer's lifestyle and their moral decay, emphasizing the point that such people's lives are shrouded by drug addiction and violence. Their fame is short-lived, and they eventually face a tragic end. The lyrics also show the vast influence the drug-dealing lifestyle has on its followers, who are willing to compromise their principles to fit in.

Line by Line Meaning

I still got what the fuck you need nigga
I still have the drugs you need, man

What you sayin'?
What do you want?

Hit my phone
Call my cell

Hann
I'm hyping myself up

I still get what you need nigga (need nigga, need nigga, need nigga)
I still have access to the drugs you need, buddy

Coke, pills or leaves nigga (need nigga, need nigga)
I have cocaine, pills or marijuana, man

Bitch I’m the man, bitch I’m the man, bitch I’m the man
I know I'm the shit

Bitch I’m the man, fuck is you saying, bitch I’m the man
I am confident in my drug-dealing abilities

I get to the cash
I'm making a lot of money

These niggas is crafts, they making me laugh
These other drug dealers aren't shit compared to me

I walk in the mall, grab what I want, put that on my tab
I have a lot of money to burn

Fuck is you saying, fuck is you doing, why is you playing
What are you trying to do? Stop playing games with me

You don’t do what? Wait on this porch, call you a cab
If you aren't dealing drugs, get the hell out of here

My niggas be whipping and flipping the dope
My associates are making and selling drugs like pros

Just hit my lineup, I can get you some smoke
If you need weed, I know where to get it

They know Lil Bibby got shit for the low
Everyone knows I sell drugs cheap

I’m out of town, you just hit up my bro
I'm not here, but my friend can hook you up with drugs

(Hey hold up, how many you want? I’m finna meet you right there man, by that cut off 78th and Caselin, aight?)
Let's arrange a drug deal

Young nigga still serving them J’s
I'm still selling drugs

Peyton Manning, I be making them plays
I'm making smart drug selling decisions

M’s to the grave, remember them days, I’m stuck in my ways
I'm loyal to drug dealing forever

And we got them choppers
I have guns and I'm not afraid to use them

Trust me when I say you don’t want them problems
You don't want to fight me

We blow at them oppers, my young niggas shotters
We shoot at our enemies, my young associates are good at it

You dial, you gonna need us
If you call us, you'll need our help

Still keep it real, still counting hundred dollar bills
I'm still true to myself and I have a lot of money

Still on that weed, never pills
I'm still smoking weed, no pills

Still probably fucked your bitch, let her chill
I probably had sex with your girlfriend, but it's cool

Still rolling kush after every meal
I smoke weed all the time

Still pushing foreign wheels, still tell you how I feel
I'm still driving fancy cars and speaking my mind

Be a real ass nigga, smoking up when I want
I am who I am and I smoke weed when I want to

The next one I roll gon be bigger
I'm going to smoke a bigger joint next time

I’m drunk as fuck off that liquor
I'm really drunk

Don’t make no mistakes
Don't mess up

Sold out my tour now all I want to do is smoke and skate
After my tour, I just want to smoke weed and skateboard

Wait, the hating only motivate
Haters inspire me to do better

I got more cash, I hope she got more ass to shake
I have a lot of money and I hope this girl has a big butt

I’m smoking great, I roll one, don’t procrastinate
I'm smoking really good weed

I pass the nick, get money at a faster pace
I am making more money by selling drugs

My weed is killer, assassination, shit, goddamn!
My weed is really strong and it hits hard

Still got them goons, still got them shooters, fuck is you thanking?
I still have my tough guys working for me, don't thank me for anything

Yea I got plaques on the wall, but still got niggas that’ll come and stank you
I have sold a lot of drugs and made a lot of money, but I still have people willing to hurt you

My dogs do karate, walker, Texas ranger
My associates are tough and skilled

If I Instagram your bitch, Imma make her famous
If I post a picture of your girlfriend on Instagram, she'll get a lot of attention

I've been going hard since two years old
I've been hustling since I was a toddler

Juicy J, I be runnin' through these hoes
I have sex with a lot of women

All these niggas got somethin' to say
Everyone has something to say about me

Till I pull up to the club in the UFO
Until I roll up to the club in a fancy car

Dancing in these streets on these brand new Forgiatos
I'm driving around on new, expensive rims

Come and try me, think you slick?
If you think you're clever, try messing with me

Fully auto full of hollows
My gun is fully automatic and loaded with bullets

Fuck is you hating for, I came from the bottom now I’m making dough
Why are you hating on me? I came from nothing and now I'm making a lot of money

Move out my way and let me make some more
Get out of my way and let me continue to make money

I chase the cash, you chasing hoes
I'm focused on making money, you're focused on women

Stupid nigga wasting all your time tryna spoil that dirty bitch
You're wasting your time and money on a bad woman

And she gon' hit the club tonight and suck a rich nigga dick (you said money!)
And she's going to go to the club and have sex with a rich man

Bitch I’m the man, bitch I’m the man, bitch I’m the man, han
I know I'm the best and I'm hyping myself up

Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Brandon Dickerson, Cameron Thomaz, Jordan Houston

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