Ayo, Spooky? What up, bro
Yeah, Stop playin'
I know some niggas will walk you down but I'm just sayin'
Boy, stop playin'
Really the one that shake the ground when I'm in the land
Better stop playin'
Keep it solid, but a goofy nigga ain't part of the plan
Stop playin'
Stand on business, put this music shit in the palm of my hands
(Palm of my hands)
Got sneaky bros and them treeshy hoes, better watch your mans
(I'm just sayin)
Watch out for snakes, when you go to feed them, they'll bite your hand
Learn how to aim, cuz I'm 30 things, f*ck around and jam (yea, yea)
Still got them chopsticks, drums, sound like a band, I'm not playin
Do this shit for me and my niggas to make it out the trenches
To play in the field, do your part, I'll take you off the benches
Niggas be hoes, yea that part, why I don't even rock with niggas
Spent too much bread on that spark, I ain't tryna box with niggas
Ain't givin' no heads up
When it come to me, I got different sides, bitch, I'm a Cancer
Misunderstood, don't give no f*cks, but now my bands up
Won't let nobody get in my way, bitch, I'm a slam dunk
Try to block it, and one, slammin' shit down like McGrady
Cookin' this crack like the 80's, I don't even see nobody, as competition
Niggas must be crazy, smoking on zah my eyes too glazy
Sip a lil' wok, I feel lazy, swervin' through all different lanes
They want me to drop, I don't know, maybe
They be like, stop playin'
I know some niggas will walk you down, but I'm just sayin
Boy, stop playin'
Really the one that shake the ground when I'm in the land
Better stop playin'
Keep it solid, but a goofy nigga ain't part of the plan
Stop playin'
Stand on business, put this music shit in the palm of my hands
Got sneaky bros and them treeshy hoes, better watch your mans, I'm just sayin
Watch out for snakes, we ain't go to feed them, they bite your hand
Learn how to aim, cause I'm 30 things, f*ck around and jam (yea, yea)
Still got them chopsticks, drums, sound like a band
I'm not playin'
Playin' at all, no, I'm not playin' at all
That nigga a bitch, he playin' at off
Caught your bitch with the hands of my drawers
Shit coming sturdy if we bein' honest,I don't care what you sayin' at all
So don't hit my phone talkin' that nonsense
Ain't about business, I'm bangin' ya call, I came here to ball
And nah, I ain't talkin' bout the playoffs
If ya ass on the court, better stay off puttin' in work, I can never get laid off
Rap addict, this shit gonna pay off
So when I speak, I'm hittin' me new trade off, Feelin' like Rock Lee takin' his weight off
Keepin' my sneaks fresh, and my payroll, these fakers know we ain't talkin' no 8-ball
Lil' dumb nigga, Mr. Run quicker, you's a bum nigga
Ain't hard to get up off that porch and get some funds, nigga, no duh, nigga
Don't give one shit bout where you from, nigga
Play, I got this Tommy on me, this shit weigh a ton, nigga
Stop playin'
I know some niggas will walk you down, but I'm just sayin
Boy, stop playin'
Really the one that shake the ground when I'm in the land
Better stop playin'
Keep it solid, but a goofy nigga ain't part of the plan
Stop playin'
Stand on business, put this music shit in the palm of my hands
You got sneaky bros and them treeshy hoes, better watch your mans
I'm just sayin'
Watch out for snakes, we ain't go to feed them, they bite your hand
Learn how to aim, cause I'm 30 things, f*ck around and jam (yea, yea)
Still got them chopsticks, drums, sound like a band
I'm not playin'
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Ayo, Spooky? What up, bro
Yeah, Stop playin'
I know some niggas will walk you down but I'm just sayin'
Boy, stop playin'
Really the one that shake the ground when I'm in the land
Better stop playin'
Keep it solid, but a goofy nigga ain't part of the plan
Stop playin'
Stand on business, put this music shit in the palm of my hands
(Palm of my hands)
Got sneaky bros and them treeshy hoes, better watch your mans
(I'm just sayin)
Watch out for snakes, when you go to feed them, they'll bite your hand
Learn how to aim, cuz I'm 30 things, f*ck around and jam (yea, yea)
Still got them chopsticks, drums, sound like a band, I'm not playin
Do this shit for me and my niggas to make it out the trenches
To play in the field, do your part, I'll take you off the benches
Niggas be hoes, yea that part, why I don't even rock with niggas
Spent too much bread on that spark, I ain't tryna box with niggas
Ain't givin' no heads up
When it come to me, I got different sides, bitch, I'm a Cancer
Misunderstood, don't give no f*cks, but now my bands up
Won't let nobody get in my way, bitch, I'm a slam dunk
Try to block it, and one, slammin' shit down like McGrady
Cookin' this crack like the 80's, I don't even see nobody, as competition
Niggas must be crazy, smoking on zah my eyes too glazy
Sip a lil' wok, I feel lazy, swervin' through all different lanes
They want me to drop, I don't know, maybe
They be like, stop playin'
I know some niggas will walk you down, but I'm just sayin
Boy, stop playin'
Really the one that shake the ground when I'm in the land
Better stop playin'
Keep it solid, but a goofy nigga ain't part of the plan
Stop playin'
Stand on business, put this music shit in the palm of my hands
Got sneaky bros and them treeshy hoes, better watch your mans, I'm just sayin
Watch out for snakes, we ain't go to feed them, they bite your hand
Learn how to aim, cause I'm 30 things, f*ck around and jam (yea, yea)
Still got them chopsticks, drums, sound like a band
I'm not playin'
Playin' at all, no, I'm not playin' at all
That nigga a bitch, he playin' at off
Caught your bitch with the hands of my drawers
Shit coming sturdy if we bein' honest,I don't care what you sayin' at all
So don't hit my phone talkin' that nonsense
Ain't about business, I'm bangin' ya call, I came here to ball
And nah, I ain't talkin' bout the playoffs
If ya ass on the court, better stay off puttin' in work, I can never get laid off
Rap addict, this shit gonna pay off
So when I speak, I'm hittin' me new trade off, Feelin' like Rock Lee takin' his weight off
Keepin' my sneaks fresh, and my payroll, these fakers know we ain't talkin' no 8-ball
Lil' dumb nigga, Mr. Run quicker, you's a bum nigga
Ain't hard to get up off that porch and get some funds, nigga, no duh, nigga
Don't give one shit bout where you from, nigga
Play, I got this Tommy on me, this shit weigh a ton, nigga
Stop playin'
I know some niggas will walk you down, but I'm just sayin
Boy, stop playin'
Really the one that shake the ground when I'm in the land
Better stop playin'
Keep it solid, but a goofy nigga ain't part of the plan
Stop playin'
Stand on business, put this music shit in the palm of my hands
You got sneaky bros and them treeshy hoes, better watch your mans
I'm just sayin'
Watch out for snakes, we ain't go to feed them, they bite your hand
Learn how to aim, cause I'm 30 things, f*ck around and jam (yea, yea)
Still got them chopsticks, drums, sound like a band
I'm not playin'
Yeah, Stop playin'
I know some niggas will walk you down but I'm just sayin'
Boy, stop playin'
Really the one that shake the ground when I'm in the land
Better stop playin'
Keep it solid, but a goofy nigga ain't part of the plan
Stop playin'
Stand on business, put this music shit in the palm of my hands
(Palm of my hands)
Got sneaky bros and them treeshy hoes, better watch your mans
(I'm just sayin)
Watch out for snakes, when you go to feed them, they'll bite your hand
Learn how to aim, cuz I'm 30 things, f*ck around and jam (yea, yea)
Still got them chopsticks, drums, sound like a band, I'm not playin
Do this shit for me and my niggas to make it out the trenches
To play in the field, do your part, I'll take you off the benches
Niggas be hoes, yea that part, why I don't even rock with niggas
Spent too much bread on that spark, I ain't tryna box with niggas
Ain't givin' no heads up
When it come to me, I got different sides, bitch, I'm a Cancer
Misunderstood, don't give no f*cks, but now my bands up
Won't let nobody get in my way, bitch, I'm a slam dunk
Try to block it, and one, slammin' shit down like McGrady
Cookin' this crack like the 80's, I don't even see nobody, as competition
Niggas must be crazy, smoking on zah my eyes too glazy
Sip a lil' wok, I feel lazy, swervin' through all different lanes
They want me to drop, I don't know, maybe
They be like, stop playin'
I know some niggas will walk you down, but I'm just sayin
Boy, stop playin'
Really the one that shake the ground when I'm in the land
Better stop playin'
Keep it solid, but a goofy nigga ain't part of the plan
Stop playin'
Stand on business, put this music shit in the palm of my hands
Got sneaky bros and them treeshy hoes, better watch your mans, I'm just sayin
Watch out for snakes, we ain't go to feed them, they bite your hand
Learn how to aim, cause I'm 30 things, f*ck around and jam (yea, yea)
Still got them chopsticks, drums, sound like a band
I'm not playin'
Playin' at all, no, I'm not playin' at all
That nigga a bitch, he playin' at off
Caught your bitch with the hands of my drawers
Shit coming sturdy if we bein' honest,I don't care what you sayin' at all
So don't hit my phone talkin' that nonsense
Ain't about business, I'm bangin' ya call, I came here to ball
And nah, I ain't talkin' bout the playoffs
If ya ass on the court, better stay off puttin' in work, I can never get laid off
Rap addict, this shit gonna pay off
So when I speak, I'm hittin' me new trade off, Feelin' like Rock Lee takin' his weight off
Keepin' my sneaks fresh, and my payroll, these fakers know we ain't talkin' no 8-ball
Lil' dumb nigga, Mr. Run quicker, you's a bum nigga
Ain't hard to get up off that porch and get some funds, nigga, no duh, nigga
Don't give one shit bout where you from, nigga
Play, I got this Tommy on me, this shit weigh a ton, nigga
Stop playin'
I know some niggas will walk you down, but I'm just sayin
Boy, stop playin'
Really the one that shake the ground when I'm in the land
Better stop playin'
Keep it solid, but a goofy nigga ain't part of the plan
Stop playin'
Stand on business, put this music shit in the palm of my hands
You got sneaky bros and them treeshy hoes, better watch your mans
I'm just sayin'
Watch out for snakes, we ain't go to feed them, they bite your hand
Learn how to aim, cause I'm 30 things, f*ck around and jam (yea, yea)
Still got them chopsticks, drums, sound like a band
I'm not playin'
Writer: Jamexus Cenor
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