Bop It (feat. T Hil, TKP Nook & JD Ballin')

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Y'all niggas is scared of the money
I mean you always be ducking the loot
On my last two I didn't miss
Now all y'all niggas be ducking the booth
I hear the cap in the rap
And then when I ask you run from the truth
All my niggas are elite
The proof in the pudding I put in the proof
Boy this is war I don't want a truce
Clearer than ever like 190 proof
My Cosmo and Wanda gon make some shit poof
That mean if I wanna get something I do
Pulling my strings and they never go loose
I think that I'm Future I'm never gon lose
Nike's my go to I tie up my shoes
Cause when I zoom past you you gon hear the swoosh
Back of the back
I waited my turn
And nothing was given
Boy I had to earn
I ain't no prodigy all this was learned
Ain't follow no waves I'm ahead of the curve
Hit or a miss but it's never the second
Your words are a weakness and mine is a weapon
All of your songs are full of the flexing
But you never show it you ain't learn ya lesson
Where's all the Dior and whips that you buy
You ain't even fake it you ain't even try
Nigga we know the truth and don't lie
Hanes is ya brand and Uber ya ride
If you don't got then boy you don't got it
What's there to gain if you don't have a profit
I'm twisting they arm then I lock it and drop him
Stop w all that nonsense boy you better bop it
Yeah
Bop it lil bitch I'm a problem lil bitch
Don't want no war don't wanna squabble lil bitch
I ain't moving no bricks, ain't Pablo bitch
But I could pull up hit a domino lick
Shawty just popping her shit
Talking like she bout to gobble lil kid
Put a few checks down on a fit
Upper echelon shit that we did
Flyer than a don nigga i'm lit
Tired bitch I run endless on end
They say they comp well they ain't even comp now
Got me some backends now I'm in the front now
I'm really stacking while you buying buss downs
I see they capping I see how they front now
Shawtys was laughing they wanna see wassup now
I guess that's what come with the bag
Yeah tell her relax
They try to test me I never react
Bozo couldn't make me mad
I'm too busy thumbing through this cash
Pop it for a nigga throw it back
Stop it lil nigga you ain't that
Lame niggas talking like the hottest
You ain't that shit nigga stop it
You ain't got shit in your pockets
What you thought you was drinking sum
No time for these bozo this paper coming
Stop gassing these bum niggas heads
And killing shit you aint leave a nigga dead
Stop talking like you been getting to this bank roll
Bitch I'm good in the hood
Niggas telling you it's places that you cant go
I'm a rockstar nigga, all you niggas really fucking on the same hoe
Top boy in my city they rock with the kid
You don't f*ck with me nigga it is what it is
Same bitch that dubbed me i'm deep in her ribs
Now she want do the relations
Stop it bop it
I met a bitch in the telly now she wanna pop it
Bitch you a dub you could get off my body
Stop calling my celly you can't get this profit
Get off my cell phone
I got a yellow bitch I got a redbone
Bro got the strap I ain't talking no velcro
I'm in the paint i'm swinging my elbows
F*ck is you saying to me nigga bop it

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