Lyrics

Hop off the porch (uh, yeah) Hop in the coupe (skrrt) Changin' the way that I shoot (skrrt) Changin' the shit that I do (I do) Nah, we not homies, my nigga, who you? (Oh, nah) Yeah, I got status, I'm new (new) Fuck everybody, I'm rude (yeah, I'm rude) Trustin' nobody, I'm cool Really these niggas gettin' the big lamb fucked up (fucked up) Tryna poke a nigga skin, but it's tough, bruh Hard to chase your own kin over bucks, huh? Kinda hard when they know that you up I don't trust shit if it ain't in this cup Really, I'm tryna get over these demons But they seem more family than niggas who schemin' I don't get over shit, I get even Life in the deep end, drownin' Neck gettin' heavy, hoe, they bring the pounds in You can't relate to my pagan from 'round here I don't got time for them, they just arouse me I don't got time for the fake, keep on clownin' (hold up) What's the topic? If you're shit doesn't stink, you ain't poppin' All these rappers be jake, homie hoppin' (homie hop) I don't kick it with niggas who floppin' We trendin' topics Fuck with me, baby, I could switch your location (location) I'm lately tryna stick to fornication (fornication) My relations got stuck with my payments (my payments) Yeah, I'm crazy, but I ain't lyin' in my statements (hell nah) Really, my commas just led to my problems But really, my problems show me I got commas Switchin' every state in every hour The room service shorty in my shower Hop off the porch (uh, yeah) Hop in the coupe (skrrt) Changin' the way that I shoot (skrrt) Changin' the shit that I do (I do) Nah, we not homies, my nigga, who you? (Oh, nah) Yeah, I got status, I'm new (new) Fuck everybody, I'm rude (yeah, I'm rude) Trustin' nobody, I'm cool Ayy, ayy, see, lately, I'm terped through the roof But a bitch nigga reach for my chain? I'ma shoot Ayy, run his pockets, we want all the loot Then we back to the spot, disappear, gone, proof! Ayy, niggas hatin', they mad I got juice If you say that you took somethin' from me, where the proof? Matter fact, come and try, bet his ass make the news Ayy, I been winnin' but know how to lose Bitch, I come from the dirt and I'm solid like root Niggas be tattletalin', was just in cahoots Hurt niggas hearts, I'm just tellin' the truth Roll the wood with some za, take a trip to the moon Yellin', "Free Rock," know he comin' home soon That shit crazy, they just threw big dawg in that zoo The countdown begin, bought this Carti for you If they reach, then he dumb and he ain't thinkin' through, ayy Hop off the porch (uh, yeah) Hop in the coupe (skrrt) Changin' the way that I shoot (skrrt) Changin' the shit that I do (I do) Nah, we not homies, my nigga, who you? (Oh, nah) Yeah, I got status, I'm new (new) Fuck everybody, I'm rude (yeah, I'm rude) (Maxo, Maxo) Trustin' nobody, I'm cool (look) Bar none, nigga never been friendly I'm the one that put the chopper to your partner Tell the opper, "Come kill me" Ask about me, I'm the dub or the blood, niggas fear me Kel-Tec with a slug, coolin' sub on the semi Nigga, knock if you buck, if it's up, then it's stuck His lil' hoe had got fucked, now he sleep, this the game Chopper punchin' the trunk, had them tough bitches slumped That lil' ice, you should tuck, they keep robbin' your chains Shoot it 'til it's empty, but I'm clutchin' on a fully You a peon in your city, every week, you gettin' bullied No Jumper, Say Cheese, you be cappin' with the foolery All on Akademiks, niggas postin' with your jewelry Same rap niggas takin' pictures with them thangs Be the same lame niggas gettin' robbed for they chains, Maxo Hop off the porch (uh, yeah) Hop in the coupe (skrrt) Changin' the way that I shoot (skrrt) Changin' the shit that I do (I do) Nah, we not homies, my nigga, who you? (Oh, nah) Yeah, I got status, I'm new (new) Fuck everybody, I'm rude (yeah, I'm rude) Trustin' nobody, I'm cool
Writer(s): Emekwanem Biosah Jr., Tzurel Halfon, Ben Poret, Xavier Landum, Maximillian Mcfarlin, Michael Good Jr., Emekwanem Ogugua Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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