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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Written by: Alphonso Jones, Jayden Dawson, Oluwatomi Bada
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