People wanna play with me no
Gotta keep myself low-key yo
You really wanna mis with a g bro
Messing on your girl with a three stroke
You wouldn't want it my homies stepping it up in the booth and me stunting
Why are you running we catching up on you brotha you know you are done with done with
Little joey with a semi automatic and
I'm spraying and praying up onto brothas while I rap it
F*ck you trophies cause you know I'm gonna grab it
Imma murder brothas to the underworld no cappin
You aint on my grind tho you aint on my side bro step on you fe fi fo fum
Smell the blood of these stupid lying hoes
People always saying dope sucks well I don't give a f*ck cause I'm boutta go nuts
Lemme get the Beretta you gotta know where I'm headed
And imma take you cinderella I'm not taking any effort
Cause your bitch on my dick bouncing like a pogo stick with a flick of the wrist
Now my flows getting better now your bitch getting wetter
Someone pick up an umbrella not a nice f*cking fella
Coming at me in the center cause I'm coming at you face to face
Imma erase the race lemme pick up the pace bitch
People wanna play with me no
Gotta keep myself low-key yo
You really wanna mis with a g bro
Messing on your girl with a three stroke
You wouldn't want it my homies stepping it up in the booth and me stunting
Why are you running we catching up on you brotha you know you are done with done with
Rollin thru the city with a stick up on my side
If you talking down on me then we know you finna die
Imma pull up on this bar I'm gonna commit a homicide
And I don't really give a f*ck you know I'm always down to ride yeah
Cause I got the hoes I'm whipping the pot up
I'm whipping the bowl and I got the choppa and it finna blow
And imma pull up get you wet like a hose and I got all these strips so I buy me some gold
You already know where this shit finna go cause boy
I'm to cold you little I'm grown you already know that I got the choppa and hit at your dome
People wanna play with me no
Gotta keep myself low-key yo
You really wanna mis with a g bro
Messing on your girl with a three stroke
You wouldn't want it my homies stepping it up in the booth and me stunting
Why are you running we catching up on you brotha you know you are done with done with
I got my masterpiece and now you back to these and I got all these people coming back to me
This aint no factory but this some aftermarket that I been mastering come from where I started
Van go up in this bitch lyrically I'm an artist and they f*cking with my shit because I am the hardest
And they got stink face like somebody farted cause be we getting lit I'm the next hit on the checklist
Come and get this bread tho she giving me head tho all up on the bed slope got the grater imma shred those
While I got my f*cking neck froze aint catching no case gotta dip tho flashing lights my homies dread those
Nah they get in my way nah they assholes
People wanna play with me no
Gotta keep myself low-key yo
You really wanna mis with a g bro
Messing on your girl with a three stroke
You wouldn't want it my homies stepping it up in the booth and me stunting
Why are you running we catching up on you brotha you know you are done with done with
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People wanna play with me no
Gotta keep myself low-key yo
You really wanna mis with a g bro
Messing on your girl with a three stroke
You wouldn't want it my homies stepping it up in the booth and me stunting
Why are you running we catching up on you brotha you know you are done with done with
Little joey with a semi automatic and
I'm spraying and praying up onto brothas while I rap it
F*ck you trophies cause you know I'm gonna grab it
Imma murder brothas to the underworld no cappin
You aint on my grind tho you aint on my side bro step on you fe fi fo fum
Smell the blood of these stupid lying hoes
People always saying dope sucks well I don't give a f*ck cause I'm boutta go nuts
Lemme get the Beretta you gotta know where I'm headed
And imma take you cinderella I'm not taking any effort
Cause your bitch on my dick bouncing like a pogo stick with a flick of the wrist
Now my flows getting better now your bitch getting wetter
Someone pick up an umbrella not a nice f*cking fella
Coming at me in the center cause I'm coming at you face to face
Imma erase the race lemme pick up the pace bitch
People wanna play with me no
Gotta keep myself low-key yo
You really wanna mis with a g bro
Messing on your girl with a three stroke
You wouldn't want it my homies stepping it up in the booth and me stunting
Why are you running we catching up on you brotha you know you are done with done with
Rollin thru the city with a stick up on my side
If you talking down on me then we know you finna die
Imma pull up on this bar I'm gonna commit a homicide
And I don't really give a f*ck you know I'm always down to ride yeah
Cause I got the hoes I'm whipping the pot up
I'm whipping the bowl and I got the choppa and it finna blow
And imma pull up get you wet like a hose and I got all these strips so I buy me some gold
You already know where this shit finna go cause boy
I'm to cold you little I'm grown you already know that I got the choppa and hit at your dome
People wanna play with me no
Gotta keep myself low-key yo
You really wanna mis with a g bro
Messing on your girl with a three stroke
You wouldn't want it my homies stepping it up in the booth and me stunting
Why are you running we catching up on you brotha you know you are done with done with
I got my masterpiece and now you back to these and I got all these people coming back to me
This aint no factory but this some aftermarket that I been mastering come from where I started
Van go up in this bitch lyrically I'm an artist and they f*cking with my shit because I am the hardest
And they got stink face like somebody farted cause be we getting lit I'm the next hit on the checklist
Come and get this bread tho she giving me head tho all up on the bed slope got the grater imma shred those
While I got my f*cking neck froze aint catching no case gotta dip tho flashing lights my homies dread those
Nah they get in my way nah they assholes
People wanna play with me no
Gotta keep myself low-key yo
You really wanna mis with a g bro
Messing on your girl with a three stroke
You wouldn't want it my homies stepping it up in the booth and me stunting
Why are you running we catching up on you brotha you know you are done with done with
Gotta keep myself low-key yo
You really wanna mis with a g bro
Messing on your girl with a three stroke
You wouldn't want it my homies stepping it up in the booth and me stunting
Why are you running we catching up on you brotha you know you are done with done with
Little joey with a semi automatic and
I'm spraying and praying up onto brothas while I rap it
F*ck you trophies cause you know I'm gonna grab it
Imma murder brothas to the underworld no cappin
You aint on my grind tho you aint on my side bro step on you fe fi fo fum
Smell the blood of these stupid lying hoes
People always saying dope sucks well I don't give a f*ck cause I'm boutta go nuts
Lemme get the Beretta you gotta know where I'm headed
And imma take you cinderella I'm not taking any effort
Cause your bitch on my dick bouncing like a pogo stick with a flick of the wrist
Now my flows getting better now your bitch getting wetter
Someone pick up an umbrella not a nice f*cking fella
Coming at me in the center cause I'm coming at you face to face
Imma erase the race lemme pick up the pace bitch
People wanna play with me no
Gotta keep myself low-key yo
You really wanna mis with a g bro
Messing on your girl with a three stroke
You wouldn't want it my homies stepping it up in the booth and me stunting
Why are you running we catching up on you brotha you know you are done with done with
Rollin thru the city with a stick up on my side
If you talking down on me then we know you finna die
Imma pull up on this bar I'm gonna commit a homicide
And I don't really give a f*ck you know I'm always down to ride yeah
Cause I got the hoes I'm whipping the pot up
I'm whipping the bowl and I got the choppa and it finna blow
And imma pull up get you wet like a hose and I got all these strips so I buy me some gold
You already know where this shit finna go cause boy
I'm to cold you little I'm grown you already know that I got the choppa and hit at your dome
People wanna play with me no
Gotta keep myself low-key yo
You really wanna mis with a g bro
Messing on your girl with a three stroke
You wouldn't want it my homies stepping it up in the booth and me stunting
Why are you running we catching up on you brotha you know you are done with done with
I got my masterpiece and now you back to these and I got all these people coming back to me
This aint no factory but this some aftermarket that I been mastering come from where I started
Van go up in this bitch lyrically I'm an artist and they f*cking with my shit because I am the hardest
And they got stink face like somebody farted cause be we getting lit I'm the next hit on the checklist
Come and get this bread tho she giving me head tho all up on the bed slope got the grater imma shred those
While I got my f*cking neck froze aint catching no case gotta dip tho flashing lights my homies dread those
Nah they get in my way nah they assholes
People wanna play with me no
Gotta keep myself low-key yo
You really wanna mis with a g bro
Messing on your girl with a three stroke
You wouldn't want it my homies stepping it up in the booth and me stunting
Why are you running we catching up on you brotha you know you are done with done with
Writer: Joseph linn
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid