Letra

Clowns be my opps They snitching calling cops (Snitch!) If they clowning i'm gon have to pop my glock (Brrra!) They be moving like a flock I don't see a red light so i wont stop (Skrrt!) They wannabe thugs so they don't stop (Stop!) Smoking moon rock like an astronaut Middle finger to my opposition Robbing their possessions Their belongings are my intentions Robbing someones Rolex is my mission (Steal!) They just a bunch of pussy's (Hmm) Got their girls in my groupies (Fuck Em) The only games i play are monopoly (Monopoly) Last time i checked no one is stopping me (Stopping me) Shoot a pussyboy for mocking me (Brrrra!) Got a nice coat like i'm Hercules Boy shut the fuck up Bitch you ain't gon buck up (Buck up!) Yeah you better toughen up Yeah you ain't tough enough See you walking pockets open Snatch yo wallet like a golem (snatch) This a very violent poem (Brra!) Jump a wannabe then im going (Yeah) They say i ain't with the shits (What?) But they a bunch of jits (Hmm) Tryna grind my gears If you ain't fucking with me then you queers (Queers!) Ya'll get yo drip from Sears (Sears!) Wrap a body in a carpet then push it off a pier (Brrra!)
Writer(s): Beau Evan Berkhout Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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