Aye, we finna pop that lil' boy like a oxy
Hol' up, he oxy
You is a 6'3 lil' fat ass nigga, I know that we not doing boxing
He hopped on a trash ass beat and that he thought he did something
Pussy, but no he can't top me
I'm going to the finals inside this match and its really guaranteed
Like who finna' stop me
Did 'em dirty like the Heat with Lebron
Only take twos calls call up DK and TreyPaid
And we really could get that boy gone
Why he call me trash and he know
That I'm really finna do him dirty finna' do him wrong
Pull up to his crib with a heater, we callin' him Tooka
'Cause we finna' get that boy gone
Pull up to his crib with a beam and we callin' him Tooka
Finna put him inside a bong
Had to do 'em dirty, my bars going back to back and forth
Just like we was playing ping-pong
If they play my shit first, I know that he really not finna' play his f*cking song
If my Glock f*ckin' burst, then I know then its finna' be RIP Oxy for long
Aye, aye, aye
Gay nigga wanna be KanKan
He exposed you look like a fan, fan
Said he wanna hit Lenox and go spend a bag
But he ain't even touchin' a band man
How you gettin' money but you can't touch a rack
My pockets obese and yo pockets look flat
He thought he ran shit on the track
Lil' fat boy you needa' go and run some track
Aye, we finna pop that lil' boy like a oxy
Hol' up, he oxy
You is a 6'3 lil' fat ass nigga, I know that we not doing boxing
He hopped on a trash ass beat and that he thought he did something
Pussy, but no he can't top me
I'm going to the finals inside this match and its really guaranteed
Like who finna' stop me
Did 'em dirty like the Heat with Lebron
Only take twos calls call up DK and TreyPaid
And we really could get that boy gone
Why he call me trash and he know
That I'm really finna do him dirty, finna' do him wrong
Pull up to his crib with a heater, we callin' him Tooka
'Cause we finna' get that boy gone
Pull up to his crib with a beam and we callin' him Tooka
Finna put him inside a bong
Had to do 'em dirty, my bars going back to back and forth
Just like we was playing ping-pong
If they play my shit first, I know that he really not finna' play his f*cking song
If my Glock f*ckin' burst, then I know then its finna' be RIP Oxy for long
Aye, aye, aye
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Aye, we finna pop that lil' boy like a oxy
Hol' up, he oxy
You is a 6'3 lil' fat ass nigga, I know that we not doing boxing
He hopped on a trash ass beat and that he thought he did something
Pussy, but no he can't top me
I'm going to the finals inside this match and its really guaranteed
Like who finna' stop me
Did 'em dirty like the Heat with Lebron
Only take twos calls call up DK and TreyPaid
And we really could get that boy gone
Why he call me trash and he know
That I'm really finna do him dirty finna' do him wrong
Pull up to his crib with a heater, we callin' him Tooka
'Cause we finna' get that boy gone
Pull up to his crib with a beam and we callin' him Tooka
Finna put him inside a bong
Had to do 'em dirty, my bars going back to back and forth
Just like we was playing ping-pong
If they play my shit first, I know that he really not finna' play his f*cking song
If my Glock f*ckin' burst, then I know then its finna' be RIP Oxy for long
Aye, aye, aye
Gay nigga wanna be KanKan
He exposed you look like a fan, fan
Said he wanna hit Lenox and go spend a bag
But he ain't even touchin' a band man
How you gettin' money but you can't touch a rack
My pockets obese and yo pockets look flat
He thought he ran shit on the track
Lil' fat boy you needa' go and run some track
Aye, we finna pop that lil' boy like a oxy
Hol' up, he oxy
You is a 6'3 lil' fat ass nigga, I know that we not doing boxing
He hopped on a trash ass beat and that he thought he did something
Pussy, but no he can't top me
I'm going to the finals inside this match and its really guaranteed
Like who finna' stop me
Did 'em dirty like the Heat with Lebron
Only take twos calls call up DK and TreyPaid
And we really could get that boy gone
Why he call me trash and he know
That I'm really finna do him dirty, finna' do him wrong
Pull up to his crib with a heater, we callin' him Tooka
'Cause we finna' get that boy gone
Pull up to his crib with a beam and we callin' him Tooka
Finna put him inside a bong
Had to do 'em dirty, my bars going back to back and forth
Just like we was playing ping-pong
If they play my shit first, I know that he really not finna' play his f*cking song
If my Glock f*ckin' burst, then I know then its finna' be RIP Oxy for long
Aye, aye, aye
Hol' up, he oxy
You is a 6'3 lil' fat ass nigga, I know that we not doing boxing
He hopped on a trash ass beat and that he thought he did something
Pussy, but no he can't top me
I'm going to the finals inside this match and its really guaranteed
Like who finna' stop me
Did 'em dirty like the Heat with Lebron
Only take twos calls call up DK and TreyPaid
And we really could get that boy gone
Why he call me trash and he know
That I'm really finna do him dirty finna' do him wrong
Pull up to his crib with a heater, we callin' him Tooka
'Cause we finna' get that boy gone
Pull up to his crib with a beam and we callin' him Tooka
Finna put him inside a bong
Had to do 'em dirty, my bars going back to back and forth
Just like we was playing ping-pong
If they play my shit first, I know that he really not finna' play his f*cking song
If my Glock f*ckin' burst, then I know then its finna' be RIP Oxy for long
Aye, aye, aye
Gay nigga wanna be KanKan
He exposed you look like a fan, fan
Said he wanna hit Lenox and go spend a bag
But he ain't even touchin' a band man
How you gettin' money but you can't touch a rack
My pockets obese and yo pockets look flat
He thought he ran shit on the track
Lil' fat boy you needa' go and run some track
Aye, we finna pop that lil' boy like a oxy
Hol' up, he oxy
You is a 6'3 lil' fat ass nigga, I know that we not doing boxing
He hopped on a trash ass beat and that he thought he did something
Pussy, but no he can't top me
I'm going to the finals inside this match and its really guaranteed
Like who finna' stop me
Did 'em dirty like the Heat with Lebron
Only take twos calls call up DK and TreyPaid
And we really could get that boy gone
Why he call me trash and he know
That I'm really finna do him dirty, finna' do him wrong
Pull up to his crib with a heater, we callin' him Tooka
'Cause we finna' get that boy gone
Pull up to his crib with a beam and we callin' him Tooka
Finna put him inside a bong
Had to do 'em dirty, my bars going back to back and forth
Just like we was playing ping-pong
If they play my shit first, I know that he really not finna' play his f*cking song
If my Glock f*ckin' burst, then I know then its finna' be RIP Oxy for long
Aye, aye, aye
Writer: Jaylen Thomas
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