Hombre, mate-a-me, damn it
Brody coppin' Zotti bags, I cop designer tags, I'm on they ass
I'm like, f*ck the Ac I'm in that fin go fast, it's me and bam
Bro keep spinnin' shit like ceiling fans, no pics hit any man
I thought we was goin' tic for tac, but them boys don't get back
Bitch, I run through cheese every week, but I'm gon' get it back
Niggas dissin' pictures, then they run, f*ck that, go get his ass
Might not come in first, but best believe, dat sizzle won't be last
Rollers tapped my cell I switched my shit, they want me in the can
Niggas just be talkin' on them songs, that shit ain't movin' me
I just mixed the yellow with the juice and I had lucid dreams
I do this shit for mami and my brothers, like, f*ck, who agree
Brody bought a Glock like, f*ck a Drake, like, f*ck, he pusha t
Damn, this shit feel like the Navy
Think this shit a game, that switchy kick get rocked just like a baby
Bands got different gens I'm four pf but I don't know Lil Baby
Big bro told me this shit gon' get crazy, niggas movin' shady
Yeah, but I'm already known
Bro put shit to sleep whenever he creep that Drake like melatonin
Kuddy run through pounds, and different flavor, this shit from California
Brody had got booked, they did a sweep, found a loaded weapon on em
It's motion over here, hopin' I win, I know I'm destined for it
I sit sprite with lean I'm not a fiend, but yeah, I love the pour it
They ain't see the vision when they text me, yea I got ignore it
F*ck this baddie, bitch, I'm mad at shit that I just ain't recorded
Brody Coppin zatie bags, I cop designer tags, I'm on they ass
I'm like, f*ck the ac I'm in that fin, go fast, it's me and Bam
Bro keep spinnin' shit like ceiling fans, no pics hit any man
I thought we was goin' tic-tac, but them boys don't get back
Bitch, I run through cheese every week, but I'm gon' get it back
Niggas dissin' pictures, then they run, f*ck that, go get his ass
Might not come in first, but best believe, dat sizzle won't be last
Rollers tapped my cell I switch my shit, they want me in the can
They want me in that can
They want me in that can
Rollers tapped my cell, I switch my shit, they want me in that can
Rollers tapped my cell, I switch my shit, they want me in that can
F*ck is you niggas talkin' about
Damn
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Hombre, mate-a-me, damn it
Brody coppin' Zotti bags, I cop designer tags, I'm on they ass
I'm like, f*ck the Ac I'm in that fin go fast, it's me and bam
Bro keep spinnin' shit like ceiling fans, no pics hit any man
I thought we was goin' tic for tac, but them boys don't get back
Bitch, I run through cheese every week, but I'm gon' get it back
Niggas dissin' pictures, then they run, f*ck that, go get his ass
Might not come in first, but best believe, dat sizzle won't be last
Rollers tapped my cell I switched my shit, they want me in the can
Niggas just be talkin' on them songs, that shit ain't movin' me
I just mixed the yellow with the juice and I had lucid dreams
I do this shit for mami and my brothers, like, f*ck, who agree
Brody bought a Glock like, f*ck a Drake, like, f*ck, he pusha t
Damn, this shit feel like the Navy
Think this shit a game, that switchy kick get rocked just like a baby
Bands got different gens I'm four pf but I don't know Lil Baby
Big bro told me this shit gon' get crazy, niggas movin' shady
Yeah, but I'm already known
Bro put shit to sleep whenever he creep that Drake like melatonin
Kuddy run through pounds, and different flavor, this shit from California
Brody had got booked, they did a sweep, found a loaded weapon on em
It's motion over here, hopin' I win, I know I'm destined for it
I sit sprite with lean I'm not a fiend, but yeah, I love the pour it
They ain't see the vision when they text me, yea I got ignore it
F*ck this baddie, bitch, I'm mad at shit that I just ain't recorded
Brody Coppin zatie bags, I cop designer tags, I'm on they ass
I'm like, f*ck the ac I'm in that fin, go fast, it's me and Bam
Bro keep spinnin' shit like ceiling fans, no pics hit any man
I thought we was goin' tic-tac, but them boys don't get back
Bitch, I run through cheese every week, but I'm gon' get it back
Niggas dissin' pictures, then they run, f*ck that, go get his ass
Might not come in first, but best believe, dat sizzle won't be last
Rollers tapped my cell I switch my shit, they want me in the can
They want me in that can
They want me in that can
Rollers tapped my cell, I switch my shit, they want me in that can
Rollers tapped my cell, I switch my shit, they want me in that can
F*ck is you niggas talkin' about
Damn
Brody coppin' Zotti bags, I cop designer tags, I'm on they ass
I'm like, f*ck the Ac I'm in that fin go fast, it's me and bam
Bro keep spinnin' shit like ceiling fans, no pics hit any man
I thought we was goin' tic for tac, but them boys don't get back
Bitch, I run through cheese every week, but I'm gon' get it back
Niggas dissin' pictures, then they run, f*ck that, go get his ass
Might not come in first, but best believe, dat sizzle won't be last
Rollers tapped my cell I switched my shit, they want me in the can
Niggas just be talkin' on them songs, that shit ain't movin' me
I just mixed the yellow with the juice and I had lucid dreams
I do this shit for mami and my brothers, like, f*ck, who agree
Brody bought a Glock like, f*ck a Drake, like, f*ck, he pusha t
Damn, this shit feel like the Navy
Think this shit a game, that switchy kick get rocked just like a baby
Bands got different gens I'm four pf but I don't know Lil Baby
Big bro told me this shit gon' get crazy, niggas movin' shady
Yeah, but I'm already known
Bro put shit to sleep whenever he creep that Drake like melatonin
Kuddy run through pounds, and different flavor, this shit from California
Brody had got booked, they did a sweep, found a loaded weapon on em
It's motion over here, hopin' I win, I know I'm destined for it
I sit sprite with lean I'm not a fiend, but yeah, I love the pour it
They ain't see the vision when they text me, yea I got ignore it
F*ck this baddie, bitch, I'm mad at shit that I just ain't recorded
Brody Coppin zatie bags, I cop designer tags, I'm on they ass
I'm like, f*ck the ac I'm in that fin, go fast, it's me and Bam
Bro keep spinnin' shit like ceiling fans, no pics hit any man
I thought we was goin' tic-tac, but them boys don't get back
Bitch, I run through cheese every week, but I'm gon' get it back
Niggas dissin' pictures, then they run, f*ck that, go get his ass
Might not come in first, but best believe, dat sizzle won't be last
Rollers tapped my cell I switch my shit, they want me in the can
They want me in that can
They want me in that can
Rollers tapped my cell, I switch my shit, they want me in that can
Rollers tapped my cell, I switch my shit, they want me in that can
F*ck is you niggas talkin' about
Damn
Writer: Sizz Wop
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid