m2 - JEVON BOP. Lyrics

Pick ya leg up and start stompin the floor
Noah boppin
Left in a morgue
Kicked in his head we gon do it some more
Movin tack so you cannot backdoor
Jevon you a pussy niggas stole your whip
You got searched no knock on ya hip
If I catch you outside niggas really gon blitz
Can't compare All you niggas is bitch like

Noah Jevon Matty niggas really had to drop 'em
If me and Cam spin in the V then Kuzzy finna flock 'em
Stomped all on his head now niggas really Jevon boppin
And AJ crashed the whip
Go rest in piss I hope he rottin

Like
Miguel please stop uppin that hats
Bunny hop when you fight what the f*ck is that
And stop duckin that smoke cause you ain't movin tacc
And you dissin on T like you ain't gettin wacked
You get shot if you droppin the Macs
Lotti JJ all in my pack
When I hop out the V niggas runnin like track
And the niggas who talk ain't the ones spinnin back

We still Jevon boppin they been smokin all his weed up
They gon need a closed case for the way we finna leave him
Say you jacking hats but we both know you ain't gon bleed it
Glock got melatonin way we leavin niggas sleepin

Pick ya leg up and start stompin the floor
Jevon boppin do it some more
Do it so much that this got me sore
Don't let me catch you outside of da store

And don't think I forgot that you really a rat
Talk to the feds what the f*ck is that
Told you slide one on one you ain't never spin back
Twenty cops at the game shoulda pulled out the gat
Like damn

Them hollow tips rip through his stomach
Ain't better than me lil bitch why you buggin
Tell your mans spin the block he ain't really on nothin
And we makin it lit I'm outside with my buzzin

Shawty think that I'm playin you buggin
Noah a bitch If I catch him I'm rushin
Twelve gon through his chest and we leavin him gushin
If I spin through the Villy then niggas start runnin damn

Pick ya leg up and start stompin the floor
Jevon boppin do it some more
Do it so much that this got me sore
Don't let me catch you outside of da store

Like Jevon, Noah all in my blunt
If I'm hawkin him down Know I do it for fun
I don't gotta tote lil bro shoot for fun
Niggas playin with pokes we been playin with guns

And you better watch out you get put in this runtz
Gettin tired of beefin with bums
If I gotta call Lilo he bringin the drum
And I ain't DDP but I f*ck with a ton

Like ain't that bitch nigga have cancer
Shoot at his leg he gon turn to a dancer
Think that I'm playin gon turn to a phantom
Danny next we gon hold him for ransom