Hit the scene they got a neen'r
Fill my cup bout half a liter
My green can not get no greener
Your bitch look like she do Tina
So much ass up in my seater
So much gas I can't think clearer
You act cold I'll get a heater
You act bold 9 milimeter
She want dick I got to feed her
My life like a lottery
I ain't eat no bottom feeders
I get high like pottery
Come on to my property
Gone be no police stopping me
I ain't gone see no robbery
You pull up get yo top pieced
Top piece, top piece
They see me they just copy
She make it wit the sloppy
All my friends up on them poppies
Catch you like fresh mopping
Can't top me ain't no one stoppin' me
Keepin' yo heads a boppin'
Like toppings keep my sauce under me
I'm lost n I'm blundering dropped and I'm left wondering how?!
I'm under a rock and bludgeoned bellowing out now!
Ziplock strapped right under my sack
If a bitch good girl she ain't need to talk back
I shoot no smack, brain get the blow back
Hit hard Like I'm Bo Jack
Yo AK can I have my flow back?!
Top piece, top piece
They see me they just copy
She make it wit the sloppy
All my friends up on them poppies
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Hit the scene they got a neen'r
Fill my cup bout half a liter
My green can not get no greener
Your bitch look like she do Tina
So much ass up in my seater
So much gas I can't think clearer
You act cold I'll get a heater
You act bold 9 milimeter
She want dick I got to feed her
My life like a lottery
I ain't eat no bottom feeders
I get high like pottery
Come on to my property
Gone be no police stopping me
I ain't gone see no robbery
You pull up get yo top pieced
Top piece, top piece
They see me they just copy
She make it wit the sloppy
All my friends up on them poppies
Catch you like fresh mopping
Can't top me ain't no one stoppin' me
Keepin' yo heads a boppin'
Like toppings keep my sauce under me
I'm lost n I'm blundering dropped and I'm left wondering how?!
I'm under a rock and bludgeoned bellowing out now!
Ziplock strapped right under my sack
If a bitch good girl she ain't need to talk back
I shoot no smack, brain get the blow back
Hit hard Like I'm Bo Jack
Yo AK can I have my flow back?!
Top piece, top piece
They see me they just copy
She make it wit the sloppy
All my friends up on them poppies
Fill my cup bout half a liter
My green can not get no greener
Your bitch look like she do Tina
So much ass up in my seater
So much gas I can't think clearer
You act cold I'll get a heater
You act bold 9 milimeter
She want dick I got to feed her
My life like a lottery
I ain't eat no bottom feeders
I get high like pottery
Come on to my property
Gone be no police stopping me
I ain't gone see no robbery
You pull up get yo top pieced
Top piece, top piece
They see me they just copy
She make it wit the sloppy
All my friends up on them poppies
Catch you like fresh mopping
Can't top me ain't no one stoppin' me
Keepin' yo heads a boppin'
Like toppings keep my sauce under me
I'm lost n I'm blundering dropped and I'm left wondering how?!
I'm under a rock and bludgeoned bellowing out now!
Ziplock strapped right under my sack
If a bitch good girl she ain't need to talk back
I shoot no smack, brain get the blow back
Hit hard Like I'm Bo Jack
Yo AK can I have my flow back?!
Top piece, top piece
They see me they just copy
She make it wit the sloppy
All my friends up on them poppies
Writer: Anthony McDaniels
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid