Got Off

Feel like fentanyl in this baby chop' this shit knock down a elephant

Four lines of that wock a P of za' I'm in my element

Shooter to my left and right, move like the president

They say drugs illegal, aight cool bitch I sell medicine

Why would you record up in this house trap out the residence

**** needa' watch they budget spending too much tryna pop it

Fuck with lil Shawn guess he living by his name he still bopping

I was smoking out that bow but sold It cause it still profit

Love that lil move when you pull up over make 12 think that you stopping

By the time he got back in his car I was all the way in Raleigh

Serving J's to get my J's, remember days when I ain't even cop it

Trap don't never close 24/7 junkies coming out

Fuck that window popper crank 'em up lil' buddy ain't even lock it

She thought I was looking at her ass, nah bae' whats in yo' pockets?

See today I'm feeling cocky

I just broke out ten k' nun but cash, I'm like fuck a wallet

They jus' made Hopout a topic

Fuck all of that woofing **** go put something on fox

Bows n' Glocks, them bitches sound the same, both came with a box

I told fatboe' slow the car down let 'em pass they buck we shoot the car

Three deep in this Mac but it's four Glocks want smoke we take it far

My young **** too threw off he grab a ski and take a bar

He tryna' catch him a top we beat the block high-speed on fox

My lil Piru shooter don’t like Cs he say his gun box

I told him be cool I'm laughing I know it's one in the top

This fully shoot so fast I bet you think it's four hands on the chop

I go in my room punch the wall before I go and punch the clock

Life getting hard, I bought some wock

Ran out of za' gotta restock

Don't care about this rapping shit I'm trapping hard in case it flop

Yah

I'm trapping hard in case it flop

They still want Hopout to drop, I'm tryna spin on they block