(YOP)
I got a really serious question for y'all niggas
Who the f*ck can stop us?
Ayy, what up B
Ayy, who the f*ck gon' stop us
Bro you niggas not tough
Bitches in my face, I f*cked, now that's enough
Niggas talkin' reckless, he get stomped out in the club
How you flexin' all them twenties, boy, you barely up a dub
Who the f*ck can stop us?
Nigga, not y'all
Plugs just dropped the bag, I told them, ship it, I want it all
Boy, you actin' rich, you still shoppin' at the f*ckin' mall
Bitches blowin' up my phone, I told her, chill, I'm in
A call
(Its Deezo)
Like my nigga Deezo said, who the f*ck is stoppin' us
Broke my ass, shit, I don't care, ain't lil' bro gon' pop him up
You niggas is outdated, and y'all talk about some Christmas cheer
Chillin' up in Tampa Bay, nigga like a Buccaneer
I'ma say this once, I'ma say this shit quite frank
Talkin' like he known, man, that nigga, he don't got rank
Soulja Boy a tell him, man, I damn near had to hit the crank
Are you old when I said it? Put the mask on, you can't see the face
(Alright, lemme talk my shi)
Nigga talkin' crazy, I might pull up where he stay
I just made a ten and turned it into a hundred the same day
This bitch keep naggin' me, she keep on beggin' me to f*ckin' stay
I told her, I ain't got no love, girl, this heart been in MIA
If it ain't about the pape, then don't call me
Damn, ran off on the plug, and now he cryin' like he Charlie
Bitch, hit my line, she tryna cuff, I said, hardly
She ain't got my hair, that bitch lookin' like Jeff Hardy
I don't care about your bitch, nigga, I don't wanna quit her
Hershey's on the floor, she ate my dick like some f*ckin' Skittles
Pass the ball to me, and let's play monkey in the middle
Deez, we gotta go, adios, my niggas
Adios, you f*ck niggas
Damn, B, how you feelin'?
Shit, ight
Boy, your chain lookin' tarnished
I just hit a lick, now I'm chillin' on the Charter
Your bitch gave me top, and now I had to go and charge her
You still be shoppin' clearance, nigga, you is not a starter
I ain't gotta flex, I let my bankroll do the talkin
Your fit costs less what I'm sparkin
If I up this roll nigga, bet not get to joggin
Drum in the Glock, ill f*ckin' turn is whip into a coffin
Nigga, you a dummy in disguise, talkin' bout you up
But you still clockin' in at five
Yo bitch she wanna f*ck I told her, hold on, wait, I'm kinda tired
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(YOP)
I got a really serious question for y'all niggas
Who the f*ck can stop us?
Ayy, what up B
Ayy, who the f*ck gon' stop us
Bro you niggas not tough
Bitches in my face, I f*cked, now that's enough
Niggas talkin' reckless, he get stomped out in the club
How you flexin' all them twenties, boy, you barely up a dub
Who the f*ck can stop us?
Nigga, not y'all
Plugs just dropped the bag, I told them, ship it, I want it all
Boy, you actin' rich, you still shoppin' at the f*ckin' mall
Bitches blowin' up my phone, I told her, chill, I'm in
A call
(Its Deezo)
Like my nigga Deezo said, who the f*ck is stoppin' us
Broke my ass, shit, I don't care, ain't lil' bro gon' pop him up
You niggas is outdated, and y'all talk about some Christmas cheer
Chillin' up in Tampa Bay, nigga like a Buccaneer
I'ma say this once, I'ma say this shit quite frank
Talkin' like he known, man, that nigga, he don't got rank
Soulja Boy a tell him, man, I damn near had to hit the crank
Are you old when I said it? Put the mask on, you can't see the face
(Alright, lemme talk my shi)
Nigga talkin' crazy, I might pull up where he stay
I just made a ten and turned it into a hundred the same day
This bitch keep naggin' me, she keep on beggin' me to f*ckin' stay
I told her, I ain't got no love, girl, this heart been in MIA
If it ain't about the pape, then don't call me
Damn, ran off on the plug, and now he cryin' like he Charlie
Bitch, hit my line, she tryna cuff, I said, hardly
She ain't got my hair, that bitch lookin' like Jeff Hardy
I don't care about your bitch, nigga, I don't wanna quit her
Hershey's on the floor, she ate my dick like some f*ckin' Skittles
Pass the ball to me, and let's play monkey in the middle
Deez, we gotta go, adios, my niggas
Adios, you f*ck niggas
Damn, B, how you feelin'?
Shit, ight
Boy, your chain lookin' tarnished
I just hit a lick, now I'm chillin' on the Charter
Your bitch gave me top, and now I had to go and charge her
You still be shoppin' clearance, nigga, you is not a starter
I ain't gotta flex, I let my bankroll do the talkin
Your fit costs less what I'm sparkin
If I up this roll nigga, bet not get to joggin
Drum in the Glock, ill f*ckin' turn is whip into a coffin
Nigga, you a dummy in disguise, talkin' bout you up
But you still clockin' in at five
Yo bitch she wanna f*ck I told her, hold on, wait, I'm kinda tired
I got a really serious question for y'all niggas
Who the f*ck can stop us?
Ayy, what up B
Ayy, who the f*ck gon' stop us
Bro you niggas not tough
Bitches in my face, I f*cked, now that's enough
Niggas talkin' reckless, he get stomped out in the club
How you flexin' all them twenties, boy, you barely up a dub
Who the f*ck can stop us?
Nigga, not y'all
Plugs just dropped the bag, I told them, ship it, I want it all
Boy, you actin' rich, you still shoppin' at the f*ckin' mall
Bitches blowin' up my phone, I told her, chill, I'm in
A call
(Its Deezo)
Like my nigga Deezo said, who the f*ck is stoppin' us
Broke my ass, shit, I don't care, ain't lil' bro gon' pop him up
You niggas is outdated, and y'all talk about some Christmas cheer
Chillin' up in Tampa Bay, nigga like a Buccaneer
I'ma say this once, I'ma say this shit quite frank
Talkin' like he known, man, that nigga, he don't got rank
Soulja Boy a tell him, man, I damn near had to hit the crank
Are you old when I said it? Put the mask on, you can't see the face
(Alright, lemme talk my shi)
Nigga talkin' crazy, I might pull up where he stay
I just made a ten and turned it into a hundred the same day
This bitch keep naggin' me, she keep on beggin' me to f*ckin' stay
I told her, I ain't got no love, girl, this heart been in MIA
If it ain't about the pape, then don't call me
Damn, ran off on the plug, and now he cryin' like he Charlie
Bitch, hit my line, she tryna cuff, I said, hardly
She ain't got my hair, that bitch lookin' like Jeff Hardy
I don't care about your bitch, nigga, I don't wanna quit her
Hershey's on the floor, she ate my dick like some f*ckin' Skittles
Pass the ball to me, and let's play monkey in the middle
Deez, we gotta go, adios, my niggas
Adios, you f*ck niggas
Damn, B, how you feelin'?
Shit, ight
Boy, your chain lookin' tarnished
I just hit a lick, now I'm chillin' on the Charter
Your bitch gave me top, and now I had to go and charge her
You still be shoppin' clearance, nigga, you is not a starter
I ain't gotta flex, I let my bankroll do the talkin
Your fit costs less what I'm sparkin
If I up this roll nigga, bet not get to joggin
Drum in the Glock, ill f*ckin' turn is whip into a coffin
Nigga, you a dummy in disguise, talkin' bout you up
But you still clockin' in at five
Yo bitch she wanna f*ck I told her, hold on, wait, I'm kinda tired
Writer: DEEZO Lawrence
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