Letras

Like pop rocks, I pop y'all Pull it out my pocket and poppin' it, knock your block off Shots like Top Gun No witness, no cop cars I pop up like an ad, look around like who popped y'all? Motherfuckers get knocked off Criss cross clips got you jumpin' like hopscotch The world is nothin' but bad news and cancer Knocking on the devil's door and I'm the one that answers I don't do the dialog, I don't do the banter Sesh just to clear, now they're shakin' with their hands up Pulled 'em up, look down when I'm around One glance into the Dead Man's eyes will make you drown Hanging out the sunroof, Glock 9 bussin' Talkin' what you gon' do, you won't do nothin' Tape in the deck, dead boy bumpin' Bonеs rock a mic, now the whole crowd jumpin' Bettеr respect my pimpin', I'm sippin', I'm cold cuppin' Ice in my glass and glaciers on my knuckles Five finger rings, boom box boomin' Actin' tough, boy, who the fuck you think you foolin'? I'ma speak my mind 'til I can't no more My neck on shine and my wrist on froze I'ma speak my mind 'til I can't no more Hundred blunts later, movin' in slow-mo 'Til I can't no more, yeah 'Til I can't no more 'Til I can't no more Sesh
Writer(s): Marc Taylor, Elmo O Connor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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