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Energy Beats I just dropped a fuckin tape now the trap jumping Put some fuckin subs in the trunk now the back jumping I just fucked a bitch raw now she pregnant she got a fat stomach Dark ass whip so you better duck if you see the lac comin Gave a dictionary to a stupid nigga n showed him how to stack on it I just bought a new stove caught my nigga cooking crack on it Nigga talkin slick so I had to put that mac on him Ran from the feds with turbos on my feet call that track hawking I need to start smoking tree cause my peeps say I'm getting mad often If a nigga actin like a bitch I bet this blick take this pad off him N I Promise when I'm up Ima pull up with that scat popping I can see you actin fake 2020 vision I can see a gnat crawling I can even see you capping in the booth look yo cap falling I ain't even try to fuck her that hard but now she got back problems Problematic ass nigga still fuck her while her dad calling Bitch I'm ten steps ahead I look back n ask why you still stalling Diss on my name ima let you feel the drums like Phil Collins Kick this bitch out she stole my pills she a pill goblin If getting money was a race then I'm running I see you still walking Heard this nigga say he was gonna take my bitch but she said ew stop it Bill said he got a hundred in his pocket right now so I took the bill off him I really sold you some dank ass shit that's why you still coughing Disappeared for a min still in the booth and yes I'm still dropping Pass the song to my nigga Vic he gonna put it in a lil coffin (Alright C'mon) The cash app done came through I done sparked a wood then hopped in the booth One, plus one and I'll hit him with a two Slide down and pop a nigga up and hit him with a Alright come on I be talkin' big shit No cap I had popped a opp off a rip stick Alright I can't leave the trap till a nigga rich I was fuckin with the zips now I'm on to pigs If ya songs had pronouns they'd be Cap/hate Walking round with a couple dubs in my pants that's some Fat weight Finally take you rappers out to the bin like a trash day When you in that booth take the cap off this ain't hat day I said all you do is penny pinch finally call you Mr. Krebs I been experimenting they asking if I was built in a lab Hoe hit my line she ain't got paper so I had to pass Call what I'm sipping Drake cause this the best I ever had Got this opp tripping with me he ain't even pop a tab Get up wit me if you diss you get stretched like a cat He ain't know how to stack had to show how to plus minus add Put enough bars in here fuck it go on to the next track
Writer(s): Drippy J Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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