Last chance to hop on the wave before the drought come
When I decide to step on necks you know the outcome
And I wonder who gone stop me
What niggah think they Dej Loaf enough to try to catch this body
I feel naughty enough to use rap as a potty
Shit on flows without saying sorry
I'm that rude
Bring heat to you smell what's cooking I'm that dude
Or the rock or something
Hope you dig dat like key glock or something
Zombie mode bitch I'm back from the grave
No cape on
She don't wanna be saved
Quavo she be workin me
I'm in the field like I was a slave
All day but I gotta get paid
Woedyy wassup with the shade
First of all put some respect on my name
Float on your your block like I was in a parade
Stop tryna test me like I'm getting a grade
Blocking my demons kuz I swear I just prayed
Eye for an eye but I ain't taking no trades
Yeah
Seem like a hater got a lot of shit to say
When I put that kiddy shit behind me
Just to get the pay
FaiGotTheJuice - Down 4 Whatever Lyrics
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Last chance to hop on the wave before the drought come
When I decide to step on necks you know the outcome
And I wonder who gone stop me
What niggah think they Dej Loaf enough to try to catch this body
I feel naughty enough to use rap as a potty
Shit on flows without saying sorry
I'm that rude
Bring heat to you smell what's cooking I'm that dude
Or the rock or something
Hope you dig dat like key glock or something
Zombie mode bitch I'm back from the grave
No cape on
She don't wanna be saved
Quavo she be workin me
I'm in the field like I was a slave
All day but I gotta get paid
Woedyy wassup with the shade
First of all put some respect on my name
Float on your your block like I was in a parade
Stop tryna test me like I'm getting a grade
Blocking my demons kuz I swear I just prayed
Eye for an eye but I ain't taking no trades
Yeah
Seem like a hater got a lot of shit to say
When I put that kiddy shit behind me
Just to get the pay
When I decide to step on necks you know the outcome
And I wonder who gone stop me
What niggah think they Dej Loaf enough to try to catch this body
I feel naughty enough to use rap as a potty
Shit on flows without saying sorry
I'm that rude
Bring heat to you smell what's cooking I'm that dude
Or the rock or something
Hope you dig dat like key glock or something
Zombie mode bitch I'm back from the grave
No cape on
She don't wanna be saved
Quavo she be workin me
I'm in the field like I was a slave
All day but I gotta get paid
Woedyy wassup with the shade
First of all put some respect on my name
Float on your your block like I was in a parade
Stop tryna test me like I'm getting a grade
Blocking my demons kuz I swear I just prayed
Eye for an eye but I ain't taking no trades
Yeah
Seem like a hater got a lot of shit to say
When I put that kiddy shit behind me
Just to get the pay
Writer: Faithful Flowers
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