Lyrics

TNO, run that shit You know what I'm sayin', you know what I'm sayin' You know what I'm sayin', ayy, uh, uh (yeah-yeah, yeah) This is a mop, this is a stick, this is a chop, please don't get hit Uh, ayy, yuh I pop a pill, I'm in that motion, now I'm floatin' Zoomin' in that white foreign, bitch, no Lindsay Lohan I just fucked up like ten bands and now I'm coolin', posted Oh, that nigga? He not my mans, he talked to feds, don't know him I pop a pill, I'm in that motion, now I'm floatin' Zoomin' in that white foreign, bitch, no Lindsay Lohan I just fucked up like ten bands and now I'm coolin', posted Oh, that nigga? He not my mans, he talked to feds, don't know him Yuh, ayy This is a mop, this is a stick, this is a chop, please don't get hit Runnin' this shit, he gon' get hit, Try like a zombie, that's what it is Okay, like slime, he wiped his nose like he off the angel, no dust Okay, like paps, he got that four-five, if he aim, he gon' bust I got my racks up, watch your act up Should I slide down in the Range Rover or the Lamb' truck? I just popped off of these Percs, I swear that I'm gon' spaz, son Spent six thousand on my fist, them diamonds stripper-dancin' I pop a pill, I'm in that motion, now I'm floatin' Zoomin' in that white foreign, bitch, no Lindsay Lohan I just fucked up like ten bands and now I'm coolin', posted Oh, that nigga? He not my mans, he talked to feds, don't know him I pop a pill, I'm in that motion, now I'm floatin' Zoomin' in that white foreign, bitch, no Lindsay Lohan I just fucked up like ten bands and now I'm coolin', posted Oh, that nigga? He not my mans, he talked to feds, don't know him Ayy, man, okay Alright, I ditched the world like stop That, barely can breathe, can't process Please excuse my rude attitude 'cause I'm known to pop shit I'm in a Demon off a blue and 12 already know they can't stop shit Better yet, bring her back, it's boom I break her back and cut the nonsense Couldn't been broke, boy, like stop it, diggin' deep in my pockets All them big bands in my pants Couldn't even fit my wallet, them knots big Uh, my dawg he pull up with two? Uh, you think he sellin' the food Uh, we shot the brains out the coupe I pop a pill, I'm in that motion, now I'm floatin' Zoomin' in that white foreign, bitch, no Lindsay Lohan I just fucked up like ten bands and now I'm coolin', posted Oh, that nigga? He not my mans, he talked to feds, don't know him I pop a pill, I'm in that motion, now I'm floatin' Zoomin' in that white foreign, bitch, no Lindsay Lohan I just fucked up like ten bands and now I'm coolin', posted Oh, that nigga? He not my mans, he talked to feds, don't know him Uh, we shot the brains out the coupe I pop a pill, I'm in that motion, now I'm floatin' Zoomin' in that white foreign, bitch, no Lindsay Lohan I just fucked up like ten bands and now I'm coolin', posted Oh, that nigga? He not my mans, he talked to feds, don't know him
Writer(s): Isaiah Rivera, Christian Garcia, Dennis Cordoba Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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