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(Armani, this shit stuey, boy) Joke, jokes up, lil' baby, don't get your hopes up Power break the Scat on Belair and do donuts So what? I know these niggas wanna smoke us (Bris) We ain't hiding, catch me in that land, come and throw something (ayy, ayy) Meanwhile, I'm stacking money, I ain't hungry If you hear my tummy That's because that Cookie give me munchies, nigga Yeah, I'm totin' something chunky and that lean keep me crumpy I'll grab the pole from stumpy if it's spunky, nigga And I leave the whip in cruise when I hit the road Had the dealer switch the plates, then we ship the bowls I left the stock in the stick, didn't really fit the pole We gon' wipe his face with these Glocks and probably pick his nose Test his gangster and go slide, that's a test drive I don't think that boy a damu, his flag on left side And I treat this Glock with TLC, I feel like Left Eye I ain't never been the type to go hikin', but my check climb Joke-, jokes up, lil' baby, don't get your hopes up Power break the Scat on Belair and do donuts So what? I know these niggas wanna smoke us We ain't hiding, catch me in that land, come and throw something Jokes up, lil' baby, don't get your hopes up Power break the Scat on Belair and do donuts So what? I know these niggas wanna smoke us We ain't hiding, catch me in that land, come and throw something (Armani) Meanwhile, Wocky in my soda and my team loud Baby girl, you ain't my lover, you Billie Jean wild Racist cop, black man workin', we pulled the beam out Patient opp, we don't rap no more, that chopper sing now Meanwhile, freeway froze, I take the routes now Rush hour, steamway gold, I call it Juntao Bro just hit a lick out in Houston, we got the juice now Turn her out, then cut her off, she hella loose now Heard the feds tapping my phone, I put the boots down Thought I was a rapper, producer, a nigga shoot now Yeah, yeah, I put the boots down Thought I was a rapper, producer, a nigga shoot now Joke-, jokes up, lil' baby, don't get your hopes up Power break the Scat on Belair and do donuts So what? I know these niggas wanna smoke us We ain't hiding, catch me in that land, come and throw something Jokes up, lil' baby, don't get your hopes up Power break the Scat on Belair and do donuts So what? I know these niggas wanna smoke us We ain't hiding, catch me in that land, come and throw something Boy, you dropped a half, when I spin, I'm droppin' whole hundreds Say you in the gang, you flippin' bowls, but you don't know nothin' Psh, ah, and you know this But anywho, I'm finna go pick up trap from this hoe bitch Can't hang around you niggas, the shit y'all pullin' be some hoe shit It's bands on the floor, gather my mans, we in motion Ah, nigga, you be shootin' hoops Really from the G, 2100, we got shooters too (that's Nightingale) Pass me the blicky, no pump fakin', I'ma really shoot Snakes and apes, welcome to the jungle, this is not a zoo Ah, nigga, this is not a zoo Snakes and apes, welcome to the jungle, this is not a zoo Joke-, jokes up, lil' baby, don't get your hopes up Power break the Scat on Belair and do donuts So what? I know these niggas wanna smoke us We ain't hiding, catch me in that land, come and throw something Jokes up, lil' baby, don't get your hopes up Power break the Scat on Belair and do donuts So what? I know these niggas wanna smoke us We ain't hiding, catch me in that land, come and throw something
Writer(s): Aman Kanda, Armani Jaymes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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