They hate it when you poppin'
(Yeah)
Only want the commas, I don't do the nonsense
My niggas be on it, they ain't got no conscious
I can't go outside cause they f*ckin' up the functions
Doing big tings, big rings full of ice
Big rings full of ice
With the guys man i'm tied
(Man I'm tied, Ay, Yeah)
Earned my stripes that's on life
(That's on life nigga yeah)
Hella ice never try
See a op nigga it's on sight, it's on sight
Quick-draw speed stick come from under arms
Big ring big charm blowing thunderstom
Sack on a nigga like a hundred yards
Jumping out the space coupe like i come from mars
When you poppin' man you know they hate it
Hope that you fading they can't take the seperation
Goals getting much bigger and easy to make it
G.O.A.T's int the making mark all the things I be saying
I'm pulling stunts like I'm union and eat like communion
I swear these niggas is my shadows they copy my movements
They know I 'm the truest they never ask me to prove it
I'm in the drop top cruising the ops finna lose it
They hate it when you poppin'
(Yeah)
Only want the commas, I don't do the nonsense
My niggas be on it, they ain't got no conscious
I can't go outside cause they f*ckin' up the functions
Doing big tings, big rings full of ice
Big rings full of ice
I can't take a L you can see it in my eyes
They been on my trail , feel em' plottin' my demise
Niggas wish you well but be fronting whole time
(Yeah, Ay)
They really from the other side
Enemies closer I'm playing everything kosher
Do a drive-by in a challenger with a chauffeur
I watched a nigga turn hustler to a user
I seen a nigga convict his self in a cruiser
Coupe come alive in the night like Freddy Krueger
I stand all ground but still I'm a steady mover
Stingers in the cut, ain't talking bout' dice shooters
They my shooters, put you on ice like nice Jewelers
Four brothers, Me, Ant, Alx, and Wessin'
Ninety-nine problems, but still none of us stressing
The gift is a curse, the curse that shit a blessing
Send regards to his family, but first i send him to heaven
They hate it when you poppin'
(Yeah)
Only want the commas, I don't do the nonsense
My niggas be on it, they ain't got no conscious
I can't go outside cause they f*ckin' up the functions
Doing big tings, big rings full of ice
Big rings full of ice
I-I-I-I-Ice
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They hate it when you poppin'
(Yeah)
Only want the commas, I don't do the nonsense
My niggas be on it, they ain't got no conscious
I can't go outside cause they f*ckin' up the functions
Doing big tings, big rings full of ice
Big rings full of ice
With the guys man i'm tied
(Man I'm tied, Ay, Yeah)
Earned my stripes that's on life
(That's on life nigga yeah)
Hella ice never try
See a op nigga it's on sight, it's on sight
Quick-draw speed stick come from under arms
Big ring big charm blowing thunderstom
Sack on a nigga like a hundred yards
Jumping out the space coupe like i come from mars
When you poppin' man you know they hate it
Hope that you fading they can't take the seperation
Goals getting much bigger and easy to make it
G.O.A.T's int the making mark all the things I be saying
I'm pulling stunts like I'm union and eat like communion
I swear these niggas is my shadows they copy my movements
They know I 'm the truest they never ask me to prove it
I'm in the drop top cruising the ops finna lose it
They hate it when you poppin'
(Yeah)
Only want the commas, I don't do the nonsense
My niggas be on it, they ain't got no conscious
I can't go outside cause they f*ckin' up the functions
Doing big tings, big rings full of ice
Big rings full of ice
I can't take a L you can see it in my eyes
They been on my trail , feel em' plottin' my demise
Niggas wish you well but be fronting whole time
(Yeah, Ay)
They really from the other side
Enemies closer I'm playing everything kosher
Do a drive-by in a challenger with a chauffeur
I watched a nigga turn hustler to a user
I seen a nigga convict his self in a cruiser
Coupe come alive in the night like Freddy Krueger
I stand all ground but still I'm a steady mover
Stingers in the cut, ain't talking bout' dice shooters
They my shooters, put you on ice like nice Jewelers
Four brothers, Me, Ant, Alx, and Wessin'
Ninety-nine problems, but still none of us stressing
The gift is a curse, the curse that shit a blessing
Send regards to his family, but first i send him to heaven
They hate it when you poppin'
(Yeah)
Only want the commas, I don't do the nonsense
My niggas be on it, they ain't got no conscious
I can't go outside cause they f*ckin' up the functions
Doing big tings, big rings full of ice
Big rings full of ice
I-I-I-I-Ice
(Yeah)
Only want the commas, I don't do the nonsense
My niggas be on it, they ain't got no conscious
I can't go outside cause they f*ckin' up the functions
Doing big tings, big rings full of ice
Big rings full of ice
With the guys man i'm tied
(Man I'm tied, Ay, Yeah)
Earned my stripes that's on life
(That's on life nigga yeah)
Hella ice never try
See a op nigga it's on sight, it's on sight
Quick-draw speed stick come from under arms
Big ring big charm blowing thunderstom
Sack on a nigga like a hundred yards
Jumping out the space coupe like i come from mars
When you poppin' man you know they hate it
Hope that you fading they can't take the seperation
Goals getting much bigger and easy to make it
G.O.A.T's int the making mark all the things I be saying
I'm pulling stunts like I'm union and eat like communion
I swear these niggas is my shadows they copy my movements
They know I 'm the truest they never ask me to prove it
I'm in the drop top cruising the ops finna lose it
They hate it when you poppin'
(Yeah)
Only want the commas, I don't do the nonsense
My niggas be on it, they ain't got no conscious
I can't go outside cause they f*ckin' up the functions
Doing big tings, big rings full of ice
Big rings full of ice
I can't take a L you can see it in my eyes
They been on my trail , feel em' plottin' my demise
Niggas wish you well but be fronting whole time
(Yeah, Ay)
They really from the other side
Enemies closer I'm playing everything kosher
Do a drive-by in a challenger with a chauffeur
I watched a nigga turn hustler to a user
I seen a nigga convict his self in a cruiser
Coupe come alive in the night like Freddy Krueger
I stand all ground but still I'm a steady mover
Stingers in the cut, ain't talking bout' dice shooters
They my shooters, put you on ice like nice Jewelers
Four brothers, Me, Ant, Alx, and Wessin'
Ninety-nine problems, but still none of us stressing
The gift is a curse, the curse that shit a blessing
Send regards to his family, but first i send him to heaven
They hate it when you poppin'
(Yeah)
Only want the commas, I don't do the nonsense
My niggas be on it, they ain't got no conscious
I can't go outside cause they f*ckin' up the functions
Doing big tings, big rings full of ice
Big rings full of ice
I-I-I-I-Ice
Writer: Marc Williams
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid