Yeah, that's a nice little flow though
Bout to hit that shit again
Hm
Yeah, Uh
Niggas be thinking they on, but really they off
Huh, off, huh
Said that y'all looking at me, because I'm the boss
Yeah, Boss, uh
Winning & grinning, I'm shining, you know that I floss
Yeah, floss, yeah
Birds, they all around me, yeah I got a flock
Yeah, flock
You see the wrist yeah the watch, the Casio that be the clock
Yeah, clock
Leg got a limp when I walk, I spit with a lisp when I talk
Yeah, talk
Gold on my teeth I'm grinning, aye
Shifting the gear I'm swimming, aye
Bad little ting in the passenger seat she trimming, aye, trimming
Riding 'round the rose, I ain't got nowhere to go, aye
Ops is on patrol, you know I'm whippin' it slow
I got the wood rolled up like the tinted window
I'm in my hood
Feeling good
As I should
Yeah you know we bout to blow
Blow
Blow
Yeah you know we bout to blow
Blow
Blow, blow
Blow
Bout to be back on my shit again
Stacking my dividends
Matching my Benjamin's
Brilliant smile
Shifting & swimming
Known since he beginning that I'd run the game for a million miles
Oo, damn
I'm killin' 'em now
My cup runneth over, I'm spilling it now
See I was a lover but, now I'm cold-blooded I'm shedding my skin like reptilian
Placide through your speaker we finna go wild
I be drippin' in style, they can't figure it out
Used to be square like a prism & now that I'm glistening wow, oh they feeling me now
My pops don't like rap but, I know that he proud of the fact that I snapped at the poetry lounge
Got a gang full of real ones that's holding me down
I'm a king in the flesh, see the gold in my crown uh, crown uh
10 toes on the ground, uh
Yeah, I'm young, I'm on my joc
You know it's going down (Yuhh), down uh, down uh
When I'm in the town
I been dashing, ducking sirens
Racing while the sun is rising
I been
Riding 'round the rose, I ain't got nowhere to go, aye
Ops is on patrol, you know I'm whippin' it slow
I got the wood rolled up like the tinted window
I'm in my hood
Feeling good
As I should
Yeah you know we bout to blow
Blow
Blow
Yeah you know we bout to blow
Blow
Blow, blow
Blow
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Yeah, that's a nice little flow though
Bout to hit that shit again
Hm
Yeah, Uh
Niggas be thinking they on, but really they off
Huh, off, huh
Said that y'all looking at me, because I'm the boss
Yeah, Boss, uh
Winning & grinning, I'm shining, you know that I floss
Yeah, floss, yeah
Birds, they all around me, yeah I got a flock
Yeah, flock
You see the wrist yeah the watch, the Casio that be the clock
Yeah, clock
Leg got a limp when I walk, I spit with a lisp when I talk
Yeah, talk
Gold on my teeth I'm grinning, aye
Shifting the gear I'm swimming, aye
Bad little ting in the passenger seat she trimming, aye, trimming
Riding 'round the rose, I ain't got nowhere to go, aye
Ops is on patrol, you know I'm whippin' it slow
I got the wood rolled up like the tinted window
I'm in my hood
Feeling good
As I should
Yeah you know we bout to blow
Blow
Blow
Yeah you know we bout to blow
Blow
Blow, blow
Blow
Bout to be back on my shit again
Stacking my dividends
Matching my Benjamin's
Brilliant smile
Shifting & swimming
Known since he beginning that I'd run the game for a million miles
Oo, damn
I'm killin' 'em now
My cup runneth over, I'm spilling it now
See I was a lover but, now I'm cold-blooded I'm shedding my skin like reptilian
Placide through your speaker we finna go wild
I be drippin' in style, they can't figure it out
Used to be square like a prism & now that I'm glistening wow, oh they feeling me now
My pops don't like rap but, I know that he proud of the fact that I snapped at the poetry lounge
Got a gang full of real ones that's holding me down
I'm a king in the flesh, see the gold in my crown uh, crown uh
10 toes on the ground, uh
Yeah, I'm young, I'm on my joc
You know it's going down (Yuhh), down uh, down uh
When I'm in the town
I been dashing, ducking sirens
Racing while the sun is rising
I been
Riding 'round the rose, I ain't got nowhere to go, aye
Ops is on patrol, you know I'm whippin' it slow
I got the wood rolled up like the tinted window
I'm in my hood
Feeling good
As I should
Yeah you know we bout to blow
Blow
Blow
Yeah you know we bout to blow
Blow
Blow, blow
Blow
Bout to hit that shit again
Hm
Yeah, Uh
Niggas be thinking they on, but really they off
Huh, off, huh
Said that y'all looking at me, because I'm the boss
Yeah, Boss, uh
Winning & grinning, I'm shining, you know that I floss
Yeah, floss, yeah
Birds, they all around me, yeah I got a flock
Yeah, flock
You see the wrist yeah the watch, the Casio that be the clock
Yeah, clock
Leg got a limp when I walk, I spit with a lisp when I talk
Yeah, talk
Gold on my teeth I'm grinning, aye
Shifting the gear I'm swimming, aye
Bad little ting in the passenger seat she trimming, aye, trimming
Riding 'round the rose, I ain't got nowhere to go, aye
Ops is on patrol, you know I'm whippin' it slow
I got the wood rolled up like the tinted window
I'm in my hood
Feeling good
As I should
Yeah you know we bout to blow
Blow
Blow
Yeah you know we bout to blow
Blow
Blow, blow
Blow
Bout to be back on my shit again
Stacking my dividends
Matching my Benjamin's
Brilliant smile
Shifting & swimming
Known since he beginning that I'd run the game for a million miles
Oo, damn
I'm killin' 'em now
My cup runneth over, I'm spilling it now
See I was a lover but, now I'm cold-blooded I'm shedding my skin like reptilian
Placide through your speaker we finna go wild
I be drippin' in style, they can't figure it out
Used to be square like a prism & now that I'm glistening wow, oh they feeling me now
My pops don't like rap but, I know that he proud of the fact that I snapped at the poetry lounge
Got a gang full of real ones that's holding me down
I'm a king in the flesh, see the gold in my crown uh, crown uh
10 toes on the ground, uh
Yeah, I'm young, I'm on my joc
You know it's going down (Yuhh), down uh, down uh
When I'm in the town
I been dashing, ducking sirens
Racing while the sun is rising
I been
Riding 'round the rose, I ain't got nowhere to go, aye
Ops is on patrol, you know I'm whippin' it slow
I got the wood rolled up like the tinted window
I'm in my hood
Feeling good
As I should
Yeah you know we bout to blow
Blow
Blow
Yeah you know we bout to blow
Blow
Blow, blow
Blow
Writer: Jean-Paul Vercher
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid