I know that the way that you say that you f*ck with them niggas ain't gang for real
You know that the niggas I came with is shooters and they only aim to kill
And know that ya man he thinking he big but we gon' treat him like he lil'
So move out the way the shit that I'm sippin' know it's gon f*ck up your feels
Shorty know she need funds I'm throwing them ones you know who to call right
And I f*ck with them bitches who giving them digits I'm loving you all night
I ain't doing the love
I ain't your ex ain't doing the subs
She wanna f*ck with a nigga like me
Know I'm a stepper I'm upping the score
They ask if I rap nigga, I'm talking straight pain
Bullets they hit different, I call 'em Jay Maine
Gotta get it I work hard and maintain
Better keep coolin' cuz I really flame things
Hold on, he try to run up I blick
I can't stand a bitch who love to move her lips
I rather count chips and watch her move her hips
Run up I send a nigga like a blitz
Hold on, he better off keeping his cool
Now he on the news at 1 in afternoon
Like I was the coolest nigga up in school
I f*cked your bitch and started playing pool
Chopper gone sing and give a nigga blues
Ya bitch wanna blow a nigga like a flute
She said I'm too smooth and now we keep it mute
But if that nigga snooze I'ma up it and boom
Shorty, heard you a thot, know that the way that you moving is loose
When you know all the niggas that be in my hood throw up the deuce
When she see that I'm lit now you wanna feel up on my jewels
We ain't sippin' no TP in my section this shit D'usse
I know that the way that you say that you f*ck with them niggas ain't gang for real
You know that the niggas I came with is shooters and they only aim to kill
And know that ya man he thinking he big but we gon' treat him like he lil'
So move out the way the shit that I'm sippin' know it's gon f*ck up your feels
Shorty know she need funds I'm throwing them ones you know who to call right
And I f*ck with them bitches who giving them digits I'm loving you all night
I ain't doing the love
I ain't your ex ain't doing the subs
She wanna f*ck with a nigga like me
Know I'm a stepper I'm upping the score
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I know that the way that you say that you f*ck with them niggas ain't gang for real
You know that the niggas I came with is shooters and they only aim to kill
And know that ya man he thinking he big but we gon' treat him like he lil'
So move out the way the shit that I'm sippin' know it's gon f*ck up your feels
Shorty know she need funds I'm throwing them ones you know who to call right
And I f*ck with them bitches who giving them digits I'm loving you all night
I ain't doing the love
I ain't your ex ain't doing the subs
She wanna f*ck with a nigga like me
Know I'm a stepper I'm upping the score
They ask if I rap nigga, I'm talking straight pain
Bullets they hit different, I call 'em Jay Maine
Gotta get it I work hard and maintain
Better keep coolin' cuz I really flame things
Hold on, he try to run up I blick
I can't stand a bitch who love to move her lips
I rather count chips and watch her move her hips
Run up I send a nigga like a blitz
Hold on, he better off keeping his cool
Now he on the news at 1 in afternoon
Like I was the coolest nigga up in school
I f*cked your bitch and started playing pool
Chopper gone sing and give a nigga blues
Ya bitch wanna blow a nigga like a flute
She said I'm too smooth and now we keep it mute
But if that nigga snooze I'ma up it and boom
Shorty, heard you a thot, know that the way that you moving is loose
When you know all the niggas that be in my hood throw up the deuce
When she see that I'm lit now you wanna feel up on my jewels
We ain't sippin' no TP in my section this shit D'usse
I know that the way that you say that you f*ck with them niggas ain't gang for real
You know that the niggas I came with is shooters and they only aim to kill
And know that ya man he thinking he big but we gon' treat him like he lil'
So move out the way the shit that I'm sippin' know it's gon f*ck up your feels
Shorty know she need funds I'm throwing them ones you know who to call right
And I f*ck with them bitches who giving them digits I'm loving you all night
I ain't doing the love
I ain't your ex ain't doing the subs
She wanna f*ck with a nigga like me
Know I'm a stepper I'm upping the score
You know that the niggas I came with is shooters and they only aim to kill
And know that ya man he thinking he big but we gon' treat him like he lil'
So move out the way the shit that I'm sippin' know it's gon f*ck up your feels
Shorty know she need funds I'm throwing them ones you know who to call right
And I f*ck with them bitches who giving them digits I'm loving you all night
I ain't doing the love
I ain't your ex ain't doing the subs
She wanna f*ck with a nigga like me
Know I'm a stepper I'm upping the score
They ask if I rap nigga, I'm talking straight pain
Bullets they hit different, I call 'em Jay Maine
Gotta get it I work hard and maintain
Better keep coolin' cuz I really flame things
Hold on, he try to run up I blick
I can't stand a bitch who love to move her lips
I rather count chips and watch her move her hips
Run up I send a nigga like a blitz
Hold on, he better off keeping his cool
Now he on the news at 1 in afternoon
Like I was the coolest nigga up in school
I f*cked your bitch and started playing pool
Chopper gone sing and give a nigga blues
Ya bitch wanna blow a nigga like a flute
She said I'm too smooth and now we keep it mute
But if that nigga snooze I'ma up it and boom
Shorty, heard you a thot, know that the way that you moving is loose
When you know all the niggas that be in my hood throw up the deuce
When she see that I'm lit now you wanna feel up on my jewels
We ain't sippin' no TP in my section this shit D'usse
I know that the way that you say that you f*ck with them niggas ain't gang for real
You know that the niggas I came with is shooters and they only aim to kill
And know that ya man he thinking he big but we gon' treat him like he lil'
So move out the way the shit that I'm sippin' know it's gon f*ck up your feels
Shorty know she need funds I'm throwing them ones you know who to call right
And I f*ck with them bitches who giving them digits I'm loving you all night
I ain't doing the love
I ain't your ex ain't doing the subs
She wanna f*ck with a nigga like me
Know I'm a stepper I'm upping the score
Writer: Kenny Capone, Paris Bryant
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid