Forty Mill & CloveBeatz & Bennessy Beats - Got Sound? Lyrics

Bop it down, imma spin your ass 'round
Why you talking 'bout your mans, he a clown
Big frown, triple digit bills brown
Now you thinking Forty Mill got sound
Sayin' money moves, sorry you a whole bitch
I don't listen to your shit, I'm tryna make a hit
IG, telling youngins they don't know shit?
On god, think the money make your flow lit?
Listen here big man, imma rise up
And when your times up, don't be tryna slide up
Cause imma write a couple flows til' my time comes
And I don't stress mine, I know I'm finna pop-up
I'm on that west-coast shit, call me versatile
Gotta dap a brother up, I know it's been a while
Phonys in the rap game, they be in denial
Sleeping on a boys flow cause I ain't been on trial
Bop it down, imma spin your ass 'round
Why you talking 'bout your mans, he a clown
Big frown, triple digit bills brown
Now you thinking Forty Mill got sound
Ou, ou, ou, catching feelings won't do
Got your bitch two-stepping in some new shoes
I gotta check in the mail, I call it Blue's Clues
Santorini met a biddy on a booze cruise (Oh my god)
Rolling OG green in an OCB
Yea big bats burn, I got company for three
I be dissing on the beat, people coming after me
Got 23 flavours, Dr Pepper selling green
And I ain't got a side hoe
Baddest bitches wanna ride tho
Sneak dissing cause my flow go
Lil' piggy finna go home (F*ck 12)
Bop it down, imma spin your ass 'round
Why you talking 'bout your mans, he a clown
Big frown, triple digit bills brown
Now you thinking Forty Mill got sound