You've been telling rumors boy you not on shit
He tried talking on young Jordan he gon get hit with this blick
I don't call it JID you gon get hit with this stick
I know he ain't come outside cause he stay posted with his bitch
Rip Pop Smoke I'm in a Gatti
I ain't ever heard of him, why he acting like somebody
I been feeling like Breezy, cause tonight I catch a body
And I make em do the worm, yeah, no Scotty 2 Hotty, yeah yeah
Why they acting like I ain't got no talent
I've been making all these bands, this shit new just like some balance
J. Cole, KOD, at the ATM I'm gonna count it
I got this shit out the mud baby. You can't even tell it, no
This bitch liking all my posts, why she stalking me?
And at this point, does it really matter much to me?
I imagine why everybody is my enemy
Cause they can't do it like me nobody can touch me, no
And Yeah, I do it too often
I don't know why everybody talking
I think everybody knows I'm a sensation
Talk on Avion, 6 feet under destination, baby
You've been telling rumors boy you not on shit
He tried talking on young Jordan he gon get hit with this blick
I don't call it JID you gon get hit with this stick
I know he ain't come outside cause he stay posted with his bitch
Rip Pop Smoke I'm in a Gatti
I ain't ever heard of him, why he acting like somebody
I been feeling like Breezy, cause tonight I catch a body
And I make em do the worm, yeah, no Scotty 2 Hotty, yeah yeah
He start talkin on some rumors we gon run em down
I put a blick in his neck i make em f*ckin drown
I got my bitch on her back I'm going to pound town
They call me the Avion king so they gimme my crown
They start talking on some rumors ima pull out my tool
They talking on that fake shi they some f*cking fools
I keep f*ckin on this bitch make her f*ckin drule
Ima rebel motherf*cka don't like no rules
Hol on hol, on they on some weird shi
I keep my pockets so fat I keep them f*ckin bricks
Pussy boi tryed to move ima hit the lick
Pussy boi tryed to talk ima whip the stick
You've been telling rumors boy you not on shit
He tried talking on young Jordan he gon get hit with this blick
I don't call it JID you gon get hit with this stick
I know he ain't come outside cause he stay posted with his bitch
Rip Pop Smoke I'm in a Gatti
I ain't ever heard of him, why he acting like somebody
I been feeling like Breezy, cause tonight I catch a body
And I make em do the worm, yeah, no Scotty 2 Hotty, yeah yeah
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You've been telling rumors boy you not on shit
He tried talking on young Jordan he gon get hit with this blick
I don't call it JID you gon get hit with this stick
I know he ain't come outside cause he stay posted with his bitch
Rip Pop Smoke I'm in a Gatti
I ain't ever heard of him, why he acting like somebody
I been feeling like Breezy, cause tonight I catch a body
And I make em do the worm, yeah, no Scotty 2 Hotty, yeah yeah
Why they acting like I ain't got no talent
I've been making all these bands, this shit new just like some balance
J. Cole, KOD, at the ATM I'm gonna count it
I got this shit out the mud baby. You can't even tell it, no
This bitch liking all my posts, why she stalking me?
And at this point, does it really matter much to me?
I imagine why everybody is my enemy
Cause they can't do it like me nobody can touch me, no
And Yeah, I do it too often
I don't know why everybody talking
I think everybody knows I'm a sensation
Talk on Avion, 6 feet under destination, baby
You've been telling rumors boy you not on shit
He tried talking on young Jordan he gon get hit with this blick
I don't call it JID you gon get hit with this stick
I know he ain't come outside cause he stay posted with his bitch
Rip Pop Smoke I'm in a Gatti
I ain't ever heard of him, why he acting like somebody
I been feeling like Breezy, cause tonight I catch a body
And I make em do the worm, yeah, no Scotty 2 Hotty, yeah yeah
He start talkin on some rumors we gon run em down
I put a blick in his neck i make em f*ckin drown
I got my bitch on her back I'm going to pound town
They call me the Avion king so they gimme my crown
They start talking on some rumors ima pull out my tool
They talking on that fake shi they some f*cking fools
I keep f*ckin on this bitch make her f*ckin drule
Ima rebel motherf*cka don't like no rules
Hol on hol, on they on some weird shi
I keep my pockets so fat I keep them f*ckin bricks
Pussy boi tryed to move ima hit the lick
Pussy boi tryed to talk ima whip the stick
You've been telling rumors boy you not on shit
He tried talking on young Jordan he gon get hit with this blick
I don't call it JID you gon get hit with this stick
I know he ain't come outside cause he stay posted with his bitch
Rip Pop Smoke I'm in a Gatti
I ain't ever heard of him, why he acting like somebody
I been feeling like Breezy, cause tonight I catch a body
And I make em do the worm, yeah, no Scotty 2 Hotty, yeah yeah
He tried talking on young Jordan he gon get hit with this blick
I don't call it JID you gon get hit with this stick
I know he ain't come outside cause he stay posted with his bitch
Rip Pop Smoke I'm in a Gatti
I ain't ever heard of him, why he acting like somebody
I been feeling like Breezy, cause tonight I catch a body
And I make em do the worm, yeah, no Scotty 2 Hotty, yeah yeah
Why they acting like I ain't got no talent
I've been making all these bands, this shit new just like some balance
J. Cole, KOD, at the ATM I'm gonna count it
I got this shit out the mud baby. You can't even tell it, no
This bitch liking all my posts, why she stalking me?
And at this point, does it really matter much to me?
I imagine why everybody is my enemy
Cause they can't do it like me nobody can touch me, no
And Yeah, I do it too often
I don't know why everybody talking
I think everybody knows I'm a sensation
Talk on Avion, 6 feet under destination, baby
You've been telling rumors boy you not on shit
He tried talking on young Jordan he gon get hit with this blick
I don't call it JID you gon get hit with this stick
I know he ain't come outside cause he stay posted with his bitch
Rip Pop Smoke I'm in a Gatti
I ain't ever heard of him, why he acting like somebody
I been feeling like Breezy, cause tonight I catch a body
And I make em do the worm, yeah, no Scotty 2 Hotty, yeah yeah
He start talkin on some rumors we gon run em down
I put a blick in his neck i make em f*ckin drown
I got my bitch on her back I'm going to pound town
They call me the Avion king so they gimme my crown
They start talking on some rumors ima pull out my tool
They talking on that fake shi they some f*cking fools
I keep f*ckin on this bitch make her f*ckin drule
Ima rebel motherf*cka don't like no rules
Hol on hol, on they on some weird shi
I keep my pockets so fat I keep them f*ckin bricks
Pussy boi tryed to move ima hit the lick
Pussy boi tryed to talk ima whip the stick
You've been telling rumors boy you not on shit
He tried talking on young Jordan he gon get hit with this blick
I don't call it JID you gon get hit with this stick
I know he ain't come outside cause he stay posted with his bitch
Rip Pop Smoke I'm in a Gatti
I ain't ever heard of him, why he acting like somebody
I been feeling like Breezy, cause tonight I catch a body
And I make em do the worm, yeah, no Scotty 2 Hotty, yeah yeah
Writer: Michael Lopez
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