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Bop your head to the beat
Make the ground shake with all of your feet
Got a couple drinks and belly's no sleep
They smoke shallow, yeah, we smoke deep
They catch feelings, we catch pussy
Got some tings on the couch, with me
Shorty in the back, sippin' some tea
Big back tings, pour in some lean
Everyone feeling a bit tipsy
Next morning, get to queasy
Got speakers and the DJ booming
'Round my block 5 whips just gleaming
1 AM and the house is beaming
Let the beat drop, just breathe
Let the beat drop, and dance
Let the beat drop, just breathe, ay
21 shooters in my building
I don't give a damn if you got a child imma make his momma mild
Got 2 uzi's in my hand with a 16 clip (F*ck her)
Got some bitches in my crib, cooking up some dope with stick, shit
Now I'm feeling super sick imma roll it up like I don't give a shit
Got some chains slippery, give me hug and slip
Fluorescent be on my dick, yeah
Bop your head to the beat
If you got dark then where do we meet
If you got white then ask your mum
If you got peng, give me that bum
Too many snakes, too many fakes
I just been them, all for the take, all for the steak
You cant chat to me about bars
You cant chat to me about stars
I got high in my clothes, fell asleep on the floor, woke up next day and I spat some bars
Realest bars, you're not on my level
Best in Dubai when I pour that kettle
Catch me in a curb like Sebastien Vettel ay, ay
Bop in a wraith
Bop on the stage
Bop all day
None of you saved
Bop in a wraith
Bop on the stage
Bop all day, yeah
None of you saved
Used to run now I bury men
Used to make puns but I'm still a funny man
Used to write poetry on pavements
Used to wear wigs, now I wear Satan
And when I'm on the mic, You better take notes
Youngin's got the venom crest white like the pope
If she want to grind, she only deep throat
Do your knees hurt, cuz mine really don't
I've got a call from G O D, I'm blessed
Spraying these bars like BO3 no vest
Got the climate on, C O I N S
Don't test my OCD but man it's stressed
Just cuz you do drugs and fly a jet
Doesn't mean you can rap and be the best
Bop your head to the beat
Make the ground shake with all of your feet
Got a couple drinks and belly's no sleep
They smoke shallow, yeah, we smoke deep
They catch feelings, we catch pussy
Got some tings on the couch, with me
Shorty in the back, sippin' some tea
Big back tings, pour in some lean
Everyone feeling a bit tipsy
Next morning, get to queasy
Got speakers and the DJ booming
'Round my block 5 whips just gleaming
1 AM and the house is beaming
Let the beat drop, just breathe
Let the beat drop, and dance
Let the beat drop, just breathe
Let the beat drop
YDX, Bigmansuri
Absolute banger bruv
Lord of the mic's part II
Shut yo ma
Shut it