Up Next (feat. D3Y)
Zaydakid
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Yop Come on Yop Yop Yop Brodie said where the guns at, he finna spaz out This nigga Chuck brought a gun in here cause they ain't pat him down Niggas always smilin' when I see him turn into a frown That nigga Jayden might as well join the circus a fuckin' clown Niggas sweatin' hard as f*ck, I just left pound town Alex pulled up in the pre, and it made no sound Tryna take a shower at JB house, but he ain't had no towels Niggas sayin' Big Bug hidin' cause they never see her in the lounge F*ck, where the drink at Niggas told me up a band, but nigga, where your pape at Niggas always say they shootin', but they ain't got nowhere to aim at When we fuckin', better be with some passion, I don't want no lame sex Yop, no fuckin' bap This nigga Mike forgot the woods, we gotta spend back Niggas just copped a zip, this nigga Mike only bought a pack Troy never get bitches, cause that nigga ain't got no fuckin' tatt Yeah, I know, man, that shit lame I don't really f*ck with that bitch, nigga, all the f*ck she bought was pain Put some dreads on Termarra, bet that bitch look like T-Pain Chuck said that nigga Kam like to wrestle like Jamal Lane This nigga Javen swervin' everywhere, now he in the wrong lane I'm a fuckin' headhunter, bitch, I'ma put you in some pain You see my shit shinin', nigga, I got it straight from Johnny Dang This nigga had, yeah yop in his bio, but that shit lame I was at the court, shot it from half, so they call me Dame If I see Izzo, I'ma rob him for his fuckin' chain Seen a bad bitch, she wanna f*ck, I knocked her out the frame My old bitch got a bad bitch, so she think we the same I'm tellin' Bri to hit the nigga with a hit stick George fat as f*ck, and he sweet, he eatin' dipsticks Ronda Rousey when I get the pack, I'm with a quick flip F*ck the car, did a drive-by on the Ripstick Ayy, I even tried to hoverboard, but then I fell off I don't even wanna hear the ringer, cut the bell off Fat bitch tried to get on top, bitch, get the hell off And I got caught in rotation I don't smoke, I pass the shell off Ayy, hell naw, I don't smoke no weed Seen an opp lacking, but he was shook, I think the nigga peed Runnin' up the bag, catchin' these plays, I look like Willie Sneed This nigga really spoke up on my kidney, and it got me t'd Damn I put trust in that hoe, silly me She said that she goin' through some things, bitch what that really mean It got too foggy in the car, I told her I can't really see And she think the kid is mine, this hoe must think she Billie Jean Like my nigga KB, I'm a hotshot I'm JJ in the clutch, f*ck the shot clock My nigga Dey, want all of the smoke that's why he hotbox I feel like Drew, I'll kick it with your bitch, I'm in a parked lot, nigga
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Written by: Deyvon Agnew, Isaiah Moore
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