Ayy, I ain't finna run this out, come on I ain't even Caught for the punch in this
Out These 2 for the punch in this out too, come on
I'm in the zoo with the X to the J And I got me a suit So you better not stoop
Tried to run and this bitch got popped like a bullion
LeBron and these niggas talkin' crazy, we rushin
Put them niggas on another thing Hop out the Clutch and get popped with a joint
The Pogs was fast tryna knock off a muscle Now a Nigga got crashed for a little bit of
Money Gotta turn up my niggas, my watch for some
Millions Hit his ass with that switch, have him dance
Like Philly When he done, I'ma rush to the money, no
Trippin' Got a pole in my car, can't see niggas get
Beatin' Got a box in the back so my shootin' be 50
Down to the hood, see the money, go get it Purple to Jeans, a myriad of shoes
Them shots lit on me, they don't got a clue Get the F*ck out the spot if you not tryna
Hoop I'ma dunk in a bitch if she give me the hoop
On the race to the cash, I'm goin' in the loop
Catch a bitch from the back and ask if she was Through
Get the f*ck out the spot if you ain't tryna shoot
Get the f*ck out the spot, I'm givin' you the booze
If you play with the game, we comin' through like Troops
We won't finish this shit like Lil' Kane can do
If you speak on the game, we comin' outside We Spend my day talkin' all f*ckin' God
When I shoot that chopper, I look you in your eyes
When we pull up like a junkie, I pull up in the skies
Man, hold on, hold on, hold on Don't let me catch a Motherf*ckin' B-Boy
Kane again
Uh, well, I'ma show that gang
I'm in the zoo with them apes and gorillas
If you speak on my name, bitch, you know I'ma kill em
East ain't gon' with me, lil' nigga, you crazy
Me and they ass, bitch, I feel like DaBaby
If you speak on the game, nigga, me and my side
When I say that you gay, say you ain't down to ride
Some junkie niggas, they killin' them skies
Stackin' that bread, lil' bitch, I'ma make it
We kick down the door, tryna shoot like Jamaican
That fog gon' have it last, baby
I'ma f*ck the beat up so you know I gotta kill it
If you ain't tryna bump, lil' nigga, step aside
Step in the party with me, I'ma fly God
That chopper gon' leave, yo, dumbass
Then you don't call that nigga the Jackson 5
If you speak on the game, then that young nigga fly
Bitch, lame ass bitch, gon' ask for my sign
Lil' bitch gon' ask all that shit, you ain't mind
But damn, nigga, I don't mean to tell you
I'ma show y'all niggas, nigga, we young as Tom
Nigga, we roll this bitch like f*ckin' Tom, nigga
Come on
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Ayy, I ain't finna run this out, come on I ain't even Caught for the punch in this
Out These 2 for the punch in this out too, come on
I'm in the zoo with the X to the J And I got me a suit So you better not stoop
Tried to run and this bitch got popped like a bullion
LeBron and these niggas talkin' crazy, we rushin
Put them niggas on another thing Hop out the Clutch and get popped with a joint
The Pogs was fast tryna knock off a muscle Now a Nigga got crashed for a little bit of
Money Gotta turn up my niggas, my watch for some
Millions Hit his ass with that switch, have him dance
Like Philly When he done, I'ma rush to the money, no
Trippin' Got a pole in my car, can't see niggas get
Beatin' Got a box in the back so my shootin' be 50
Down to the hood, see the money, go get it Purple to Jeans, a myriad of shoes
Them shots lit on me, they don't got a clue Get the F*ck out the spot if you not tryna
Hoop I'ma dunk in a bitch if she give me the hoop
On the race to the cash, I'm goin' in the loop
Catch a bitch from the back and ask if she was Through
Get the f*ck out the spot if you ain't tryna shoot
Get the f*ck out the spot, I'm givin' you the booze
If you play with the game, we comin' through like Troops
We won't finish this shit like Lil' Kane can do
If you speak on the game, we comin' outside We Spend my day talkin' all f*ckin' God
When I shoot that chopper, I look you in your eyes
When we pull up like a junkie, I pull up in the skies
Man, hold on, hold on, hold on Don't let me catch a Motherf*ckin' B-Boy
Kane again
Uh, well, I'ma show that gang
I'm in the zoo with them apes and gorillas
If you speak on my name, bitch, you know I'ma kill em
East ain't gon' with me, lil' nigga, you crazy
Me and they ass, bitch, I feel like DaBaby
If you speak on the game, nigga, me and my side
When I say that you gay, say you ain't down to ride
Some junkie niggas, they killin' them skies
Stackin' that bread, lil' bitch, I'ma make it
We kick down the door, tryna shoot like Jamaican
That fog gon' have it last, baby
I'ma f*ck the beat up so you know I gotta kill it
If you ain't tryna bump, lil' nigga, step aside
Step in the party with me, I'ma fly God
That chopper gon' leave, yo, dumbass
Then you don't call that nigga the Jackson 5
If you speak on the game, then that young nigga fly
Bitch, lame ass bitch, gon' ask for my sign
Lil' bitch gon' ask all that shit, you ain't mind
But damn, nigga, I don't mean to tell you
I'ma show y'all niggas, nigga, we young as Tom
Nigga, we roll this bitch like f*ckin' Tom, nigga
Come on
Out These 2 for the punch in this out too, come on
I'm in the zoo with the X to the J And I got me a suit So you better not stoop
Tried to run and this bitch got popped like a bullion
LeBron and these niggas talkin' crazy, we rushin
Put them niggas on another thing Hop out the Clutch and get popped with a joint
The Pogs was fast tryna knock off a muscle Now a Nigga got crashed for a little bit of
Money Gotta turn up my niggas, my watch for some
Millions Hit his ass with that switch, have him dance
Like Philly When he done, I'ma rush to the money, no
Trippin' Got a pole in my car, can't see niggas get
Beatin' Got a box in the back so my shootin' be 50
Down to the hood, see the money, go get it Purple to Jeans, a myriad of shoes
Them shots lit on me, they don't got a clue Get the F*ck out the spot if you not tryna
Hoop I'ma dunk in a bitch if she give me the hoop
On the race to the cash, I'm goin' in the loop
Catch a bitch from the back and ask if she was Through
Get the f*ck out the spot if you ain't tryna shoot
Get the f*ck out the spot, I'm givin' you the booze
If you play with the game, we comin' through like Troops
We won't finish this shit like Lil' Kane can do
If you speak on the game, we comin' outside We Spend my day talkin' all f*ckin' God
When I shoot that chopper, I look you in your eyes
When we pull up like a junkie, I pull up in the skies
Man, hold on, hold on, hold on Don't let me catch a Motherf*ckin' B-Boy
Kane again
Uh, well, I'ma show that gang
I'm in the zoo with them apes and gorillas
If you speak on my name, bitch, you know I'ma kill em
East ain't gon' with me, lil' nigga, you crazy
Me and they ass, bitch, I feel like DaBaby
If you speak on the game, nigga, me and my side
When I say that you gay, say you ain't down to ride
Some junkie niggas, they killin' them skies
Stackin' that bread, lil' bitch, I'ma make it
We kick down the door, tryna shoot like Jamaican
That fog gon' have it last, baby
I'ma f*ck the beat up so you know I gotta kill it
If you ain't tryna bump, lil' nigga, step aside
Step in the party with me, I'ma fly God
That chopper gon' leave, yo, dumbass
Then you don't call that nigga the Jackson 5
If you speak on the game, then that young nigga fly
Bitch, lame ass bitch, gon' ask for my sign
Lil' bitch gon' ask all that shit, you ain't mind
But damn, nigga, I don't mean to tell you
I'ma show y'all niggas, nigga, we young as Tom
Nigga, we roll this bitch like f*ckin' Tom, nigga
Come on
Writer: micah robinson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid