Trabajarie & Duley1k - MVP Lyrics

First they hate you then they love you bitch they envy me
I been balling like a starter bitch im MVP
All these niggas pocket watching like im NCG
And I wont stop chasing a bag until I D-I-E
Shoot for the stars went past the moon and caused a solar eclipse
I love to rap if this dont work might get to flipping them bricks
Not talking war when I say my niggas be toting them sticks
You f*ck with one you f*ck with all you know we sending the blitz
I scream who want smoke cause all my niggas be packing
No you dont want smoke becuse you not bout that action
Dont let me catch you lacking
This stick a full automatic
Dont let me catch you in traffic
I pull up on you and blast ya
You dont want the smoke
We gone G that hoe
Know the whole team balling and we peter roll
We gone catch you lacking in that traffic
Pull up you can get that action
Pulling up with 30 sticks and I just let it get to clapping
Smoking gelato with all the hoes
Keep me a stick I stay with a pole
I stay on the go I gotta keep low
Im buried in the ocean tryna float
Real MVP balling on a TV screen
Hopped out with a Drako and the Glocks out
Xtended Hunnid choppa round knock a nigga f*ck out
Yea, then I pulled up at his bitch house
Smash, Smash all these racks on me right now really dancing
Got these diamonds shining all VV's
Im hopping out Im popping out your TV screen
Im kicking through your door through your door screen
Im shooting with this Drako shooting with the monkey nuts
Riding with the choppa I aint never showing love
I just ride around with the f*cking thugs
Nice lil 30 on me imma let it Bug out
Pull up swinging with them sticks and we gone rock out
Everyday a young nigga working we dont clock out
Thinking shit was sweet until I pull up with that glock out
Laying shots down yea we pull up bring them mops out
Them mop sticks them chopsticks
We watch them bodies drop quick
Toting tecs no we not talking CPU no diagnostics
I call you bro you might get popped if I catch you on all that op shit
Niggas hating on the low cause we gone take off like a rocket
Damn, a nigga on another planet though
All that shit you got I had it bro
Balling on em on All Madden though
Yea
Shoot for the stars went past the moon and caused a solar eclipse
I love to rap if this dont work might get to flipping them bricks
Not talking war when I say my niggas be toting them sticks
You f*ck with one you f*ck with all you know we sending the blitz
I scream who want smoke cause all my niggas be packing
No you dont want smoke becuse you not bout that action
Dont let me catch you lacking
This stick a full automatic
Dont let me catch you in traffic
I pull up on you and blast ya