Idle Hands
[Verse 1]
You may think my ways are
A little unorthodox
But you don't know the struggle
Of dealin’ immoral t.h.o.t.s
I been around the block a few times
Seen a couple shells pop
So don't get all sour
Your name ain't on my mailbox
Came here wit you but your friend want me too
I told you I'm bad man
She should know better
Your birthday, your bestie
God damn girl a savage
They call me the yes-man
What did you expect me to do
But I'm still a snapchat away
If you finna come thru

[Chorus]
My Idle hands got a mind of they own
End of the night I still come home
My idle hand I can’t control
I’m just a man, just a man oh no
Idle Hands (x3)
I’m just a man
[Verse 2]
She Tryna tell me how she different
She ain't a basic bitch but she basically insisted
That I slip in her mouth
When her man was out on business (Did you do it?)
Damn right I fuckin did it
Hit it, quit it, then cuffed her
Now I'm out on business
Thinkin’ who's tryna fuck her
Lord knows we ain't perfect
But it was worth it, yeah it was worth it
’Cause I learned how to dodge a thirsty mistress
I've brushed so many women
I can paint a perfect picture
Crystal clear, crystal ball vision for you bitches
Ain't a damn chance you gon’ catch me slippin’
For all the players out there playin’
You in the game bruh
Don't hog the ball just toss a layup
Before you catch a foul one
That takes you off the prowl son
You gon’ find out all she wanted was your pay-stub

[Chorus]
My Idle hands got a mind of they own
End of the night I still come home
My idle hand I can’t control
I’m just a man, just a man oh no
Idle Hands (x3)
I’m just a man
Idle Hands (x3)
I’m just a man
I'm just a man baby
Haha, yeah