112
Evan Bailey
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Ay ooo jump off the roof Ay ooo i might jump off the roof Ay ooo leap off the roof You can't come only two seats in the coupe Ay ooo jump off the roof Ay ooo I might jump off the roof Dolphin dive get with the shits or coffin right I don't need none of this shit I don't need stress on my mind I'm just slanging these rhymes Kinda' like nickels and dimes dope man dripping in white ooo Tell me how does it feel People tell you ain't real But it's your passion instilled Gotta greet a hater wit ya heel Let a Nigga' know how you feel Till I got sopapilla popping by the grill Big Fort chilling in the hills Hall of fame flow no deals I can't have them Niggas' hating on my chill Government aid ain't real If you feeding out the hands that get filled By the shady shit that got Martin killed You've been warned your a sheep in the field Break up that mold Dot on your face like a mole Show them Niggas' I ain't no hoe bow down to no foe I might tip on my toes angel wings glisten in gold Gliding on hoes like tipping and sliding on vogues I might widen your hoe from plotting for my seeds for the growth Niggas' know me from 4-0-4 to the 7-0-6 Nigga' pay me my rent the flow so cold don't sleep on that shit Niggas' gon' creep on my hits For' Niggas' ever peep how the kid did it bigger than the people that hid The facts like dope in the speakers and shit I ain't my brother's keeper lil bit' I might pull up like a sleeper let the heater speak a bit Big ol' Nigga' stuck caught up in a pickle man Daddy gave me this gift I can't switch till I'm eating from it Don't try to play me trick I might trip now you sleeping with fish Everything that a Nigga' want don't come cheap it's gon' cost a lil bit So you gotta sell yo soul cause you know Ay ooo jump off the roof Ay ooo i might jump off the roof Ay ooo leap off the roof You can't come only two seats in the coupe Ay ooo jump off the roof Ay ooo I might jump off the roof Dolphin dive get with the shits or coffin right I don't need none of this shit I don't need stress on my mind I'm just slanging these rhymes Kinda' like nickels and dimes dope man dripping in white ooo Tell me how does it feel People tell you ain't real But it's your passion instilled Gotta greet a hater wit ya heel Let a Nigga' know how you feel
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