Aye
The coupe is digital, the roof just went invisible
I'm too original, the moves you make predictable
The new traditional, you new niggas is pitiful
Don't do subliminals, this shit a get real political
4:48 in the morning, I'm in this bitch wit' a P of the best strong
Thinkin' bout all of the warnings that I den gave, it's time you get stepped on
You niggas is practice, even Picasso needed something to sketch on
Fresh outta casket, bout to put you in that bitch, now tell me who dead wrong
My mood just switched
I'm hot, I need a cooling kit
My top, I just might lose the shit
The block feel like a movie script
The plot just took a super twist
The cops, they be on stupid dick
The za, nigga I'm full of that shit
Flew pass my ex crib, I was bumpin' this shit in a Cullinan
I'm rockin' my mans shit, not the one that you seen, but the other one
I f*ck with this bad bitch, eat the dick up it sound like she mumblin'
Like, where is your manners boo?
I need some answers too
Like, why do y'all play with me?
Must wanna wake the beast
They wanna walk in my shoes
Make sure your laces freaked
Make sure you pay the fee
The shit I'm smoking hit like major league
Hit every ZA that's from A to Z
The whip I'm pushin' look make believe, bitch the
The coupe is digital, the roof just went invisible
I'm too original, the moves you make predictable
The new traditional, you new niggas is pitiful
Don't do subliminals, this shit a get real political
4:48 in the morning, I'm in this bitch wit' a P of the best strong
Thinkin' bout all of the warnings that I den gave, it's time you get stepped on
You niggas is practice, even Picasso needed something to sketch on
Fresh outta casket, bout to put you in that bitch, now tell me who dead wrong
Can't wait to catch up with y'all, cause I know for a fact that ain't none of y'all standin' on business
Y'all not the same by yourselves how you are with the guys, that is not a relatable image
I hear what niggas be sayin' don't make me come shop with you boys and pay you a visit
I'm uppin' the ticket, ooh and I'm lovin' the feelin'
They know who runnin' the city
Its turnt, its hot, its litty
It's damn near five in the morning, I'm still up plottin' on niggas
Just might go digital dash and crush 'em with the hand clock in the center
I can't lie, I live for this shit, I'm tryna up the score
I can't lie, sometimes I wake up and hope y'all try the boy
My bitch mad, said she need some space, meet me by the store
Press a button, which whip ima drive? eeny miny moe, I'll take the
The coupe is digital, the roof just went invisible
I'm too original, the moves you make predictable
The new traditional, you new niggas is pitiful
Don't do subliminals, this shit a get real political
4:48 in the morning, I'm in this bitch wit' a P of the best strong
Thinkin' bout all of the warnings that I den gave, it's time you get stepped on
You niggas is practice, even Picasso needed something to sketch on
Fresh outta casket, bout to put you in that bitch, now tell me who dead wrong
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Aye
The coupe is digital, the roof just went invisible
I'm too original, the moves you make predictable
The new traditional, you new niggas is pitiful
Don't do subliminals, this shit a get real political
4:48 in the morning, I'm in this bitch wit' a P of the best strong
Thinkin' bout all of the warnings that I den gave, it's time you get stepped on
You niggas is practice, even Picasso needed something to sketch on
Fresh outta casket, bout to put you in that bitch, now tell me who dead wrong
My mood just switched
I'm hot, I need a cooling kit
My top, I just might lose the shit
The block feel like a movie script
The plot just took a super twist
The cops, they be on stupid dick
The za, nigga I'm full of that shit
Flew pass my ex crib, I was bumpin' this shit in a Cullinan
I'm rockin' my mans shit, not the one that you seen, but the other one
I f*ck with this bad bitch, eat the dick up it sound like she mumblin'
Like, where is your manners boo?
I need some answers too
Like, why do y'all play with me?
Must wanna wake the beast
They wanna walk in my shoes
Make sure your laces freaked
Make sure you pay the fee
The shit I'm smoking hit like major league
Hit every ZA that's from A to Z
The whip I'm pushin' look make believe, bitch the
The coupe is digital, the roof just went invisible
I'm too original, the moves you make predictable
The new traditional, you new niggas is pitiful
Don't do subliminals, this shit a get real political
4:48 in the morning, I'm in this bitch wit' a P of the best strong
Thinkin' bout all of the warnings that I den gave, it's time you get stepped on
You niggas is practice, even Picasso needed something to sketch on
Fresh outta casket, bout to put you in that bitch, now tell me who dead wrong
Can't wait to catch up with y'all, cause I know for a fact that ain't none of y'all standin' on business
Y'all not the same by yourselves how you are with the guys, that is not a relatable image
I hear what niggas be sayin' don't make me come shop with you boys and pay you a visit
I'm uppin' the ticket, ooh and I'm lovin' the feelin'
They know who runnin' the city
Its turnt, its hot, its litty
It's damn near five in the morning, I'm still up plottin' on niggas
Just might go digital dash and crush 'em with the hand clock in the center
I can't lie, I live for this shit, I'm tryna up the score
I can't lie, sometimes I wake up and hope y'all try the boy
My bitch mad, said she need some space, meet me by the store
Press a button, which whip ima drive? eeny miny moe, I'll take the
The coupe is digital, the roof just went invisible
I'm too original, the moves you make predictable
The new traditional, you new niggas is pitiful
Don't do subliminals, this shit a get real political
4:48 in the morning, I'm in this bitch wit' a P of the best strong
Thinkin' bout all of the warnings that I den gave, it's time you get stepped on
You niggas is practice, even Picasso needed something to sketch on
Fresh outta casket, bout to put you in that bitch, now tell me who dead wrong
The coupe is digital, the roof just went invisible
I'm too original, the moves you make predictable
The new traditional, you new niggas is pitiful
Don't do subliminals, this shit a get real political
4:48 in the morning, I'm in this bitch wit' a P of the best strong
Thinkin' bout all of the warnings that I den gave, it's time you get stepped on
You niggas is practice, even Picasso needed something to sketch on
Fresh outta casket, bout to put you in that bitch, now tell me who dead wrong
My mood just switched
I'm hot, I need a cooling kit
My top, I just might lose the shit
The block feel like a movie script
The plot just took a super twist
The cops, they be on stupid dick
The za, nigga I'm full of that shit
Flew pass my ex crib, I was bumpin' this shit in a Cullinan
I'm rockin' my mans shit, not the one that you seen, but the other one
I f*ck with this bad bitch, eat the dick up it sound like she mumblin'
Like, where is your manners boo?
I need some answers too
Like, why do y'all play with me?
Must wanna wake the beast
They wanna walk in my shoes
Make sure your laces freaked
Make sure you pay the fee
The shit I'm smoking hit like major league
Hit every ZA that's from A to Z
The whip I'm pushin' look make believe, bitch the
The coupe is digital, the roof just went invisible
I'm too original, the moves you make predictable
The new traditional, you new niggas is pitiful
Don't do subliminals, this shit a get real political
4:48 in the morning, I'm in this bitch wit' a P of the best strong
Thinkin' bout all of the warnings that I den gave, it's time you get stepped on
You niggas is practice, even Picasso needed something to sketch on
Fresh outta casket, bout to put you in that bitch, now tell me who dead wrong
Can't wait to catch up with y'all, cause I know for a fact that ain't none of y'all standin' on business
Y'all not the same by yourselves how you are with the guys, that is not a relatable image
I hear what niggas be sayin' don't make me come shop with you boys and pay you a visit
I'm uppin' the ticket, ooh and I'm lovin' the feelin'
They know who runnin' the city
Its turnt, its hot, its litty
It's damn near five in the morning, I'm still up plottin' on niggas
Just might go digital dash and crush 'em with the hand clock in the center
I can't lie, I live for this shit, I'm tryna up the score
I can't lie, sometimes I wake up and hope y'all try the boy
My bitch mad, said she need some space, meet me by the store
Press a button, which whip ima drive? eeny miny moe, I'll take the
The coupe is digital, the roof just went invisible
I'm too original, the moves you make predictable
The new traditional, you new niggas is pitiful
Don't do subliminals, this shit a get real political
4:48 in the morning, I'm in this bitch wit' a P of the best strong
Thinkin' bout all of the warnings that I den gave, it's time you get stepped on
You niggas is practice, even Picasso needed something to sketch on
Fresh outta casket, bout to put you in that bitch, now tell me who dead wrong
Writer: Jordan Adams
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid