This shit finna get brazy
You is not my rival, dawg
Chop it up, chop it up (Ay, turn me up Bally)
Head to the blogs
Chop it up, chop it up
Chop it up, chop it up
I got a new bitch, came with a big butt
You know I want, like two sluts
You has never ever been my rival, dawg
You know that I'm on my way to the top
I don't know that bitch, I'll never talk
She don't know my dick, she be lying, dawg
One shot to the head with a rifle
One shot to the head with a rifle
You will never be my rival
You will never be my rival
I pass it off to my disciples
I pass it off to my disciples
One shot to the head, that's gon' make 'em fall
That's a bobblehead, she be shaking, dawg
You are not my rival
Never met a girl from Seattle
You are not my rival
Oh my God, she be rocking hard
I put 'em in a iso
In a iso
Okay
You are not my rival
Not my rival
Hey, hey
Beat it up, beat it up
Beat it up, beat it up
Came with a cold cut
Came with like two sluts
Eat it up, eat it up
She eat it up, eat it up
No, no, no, she don't use no hands
No, no, no, she don't need no hands
I be counting all these bands up
If I throw a rack she might just pick it up
You has never ever been my rival, dawg
You know that I'm on my way to the top
I don't know that bitch, I'll never talk
She don't know my dick, she be lying, dawg
One shot to the head with a rifle
One shot to the head with a rifle
You will never be my rival
You will never be my rival
Put it in sports mode
Gonna get me some new clothes
Might pick up a few hoes
Before I leave, dawg
Two thousand a cycle
I'm going psycho (Hey)
I'm going psyche
Call up my disciples
Spin like a cyclone
Hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Been feeling like a psycho
Get racks every cycle
I did this shit with my eyes closed
I did this shit without a rival
I don't care about my clones
Tell 'em fetch, give a dog a bone
Hoes be rolling though
They be rolling
I got a sugar momma, she like forty
I'm having plenty of 'em, having plenty
I want like twenty hoes dawg, want twenty
You has never ever been my rival, dawg
You know that I'm on my way to the top
I don't know that bitch, I'll never talk
She don't know my dick, she be lying, dawg
One shot to the head with a rifle
One shot to the head with a rifle
You will never be my rival
You will never be my rival
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This shit finna get brazy
You is not my rival, dawg
Chop it up, chop it up (Ay, turn me up Bally)
Head to the blogs
Chop it up, chop it up
Chop it up, chop it up
I got a new bitch, came with a big butt
You know I want, like two sluts
You has never ever been my rival, dawg
You know that I'm on my way to the top
I don't know that bitch, I'll never talk
She don't know my dick, she be lying, dawg
One shot to the head with a rifle
One shot to the head with a rifle
You will never be my rival
You will never be my rival
I pass it off to my disciples
I pass it off to my disciples
One shot to the head, that's gon' make 'em fall
That's a bobblehead, she be shaking, dawg
You are not my rival
Never met a girl from Seattle
You are not my rival
Oh my God, she be rocking hard
I put 'em in a iso
In a iso
Okay
You are not my rival
Not my rival
Hey, hey
Beat it up, beat it up
Beat it up, beat it up
Came with a cold cut
Came with like two sluts
Eat it up, eat it up
She eat it up, eat it up
No, no, no, she don't use no hands
No, no, no, she don't need no hands
I be counting all these bands up
If I throw a rack she might just pick it up
You has never ever been my rival, dawg
You know that I'm on my way to the top
I don't know that bitch, I'll never talk
She don't know my dick, she be lying, dawg
One shot to the head with a rifle
One shot to the head with a rifle
You will never be my rival
You will never be my rival
Put it in sports mode
Gonna get me some new clothes
Might pick up a few hoes
Before I leave, dawg
Two thousand a cycle
I'm going psycho (Hey)
I'm going psyche
Call up my disciples
Spin like a cyclone
Hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Been feeling like a psycho
Get racks every cycle
I did this shit with my eyes closed
I did this shit without a rival
I don't care about my clones
Tell 'em fetch, give a dog a bone
Hoes be rolling though
They be rolling
I got a sugar momma, she like forty
I'm having plenty of 'em, having plenty
I want like twenty hoes dawg, want twenty
You has never ever been my rival, dawg
You know that I'm on my way to the top
I don't know that bitch, I'll never talk
She don't know my dick, she be lying, dawg
One shot to the head with a rifle
One shot to the head with a rifle
You will never be my rival
You will never be my rival
You is not my rival, dawg
Chop it up, chop it up (Ay, turn me up Bally)
Head to the blogs
Chop it up, chop it up
Chop it up, chop it up
I got a new bitch, came with a big butt
You know I want, like two sluts
You has never ever been my rival, dawg
You know that I'm on my way to the top
I don't know that bitch, I'll never talk
She don't know my dick, she be lying, dawg
One shot to the head with a rifle
One shot to the head with a rifle
You will never be my rival
You will never be my rival
I pass it off to my disciples
I pass it off to my disciples
One shot to the head, that's gon' make 'em fall
That's a bobblehead, she be shaking, dawg
You are not my rival
Never met a girl from Seattle
You are not my rival
Oh my God, she be rocking hard
I put 'em in a iso
In a iso
Okay
You are not my rival
Not my rival
Hey, hey
Beat it up, beat it up
Beat it up, beat it up
Came with a cold cut
Came with like two sluts
Eat it up, eat it up
She eat it up, eat it up
No, no, no, she don't use no hands
No, no, no, she don't need no hands
I be counting all these bands up
If I throw a rack she might just pick it up
You has never ever been my rival, dawg
You know that I'm on my way to the top
I don't know that bitch, I'll never talk
She don't know my dick, she be lying, dawg
One shot to the head with a rifle
One shot to the head with a rifle
You will never be my rival
You will never be my rival
Put it in sports mode
Gonna get me some new clothes
Might pick up a few hoes
Before I leave, dawg
Two thousand a cycle
I'm going psycho (Hey)
I'm going psyche
Call up my disciples
Spin like a cyclone
Hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Been feeling like a psycho
Get racks every cycle
I did this shit with my eyes closed
I did this shit without a rival
I don't care about my clones
Tell 'em fetch, give a dog a bone
Hoes be rolling though
They be rolling
I got a sugar momma, she like forty
I'm having plenty of 'em, having plenty
I want like twenty hoes dawg, want twenty
You has never ever been my rival, dawg
You know that I'm on my way to the top
I don't know that bitch, I'll never talk
She don't know my dick, she be lying, dawg
One shot to the head with a rifle
One shot to the head with a rifle
You will never be my rival
You will never be my rival
Writer: Shaun Smith
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid