Lyrics:
sons two proud
Cause too sound be all my new sound
Ya I’m makin loot now
East coast rep me bitch they all know the thang
Yup
West coast rep me bitch they
shit mean
Like cotto
Once again niggas birds
They dodos
Did a k in 3 days now they watching me (yup)
I put my feet up on the gas ain't no stopping me
Ooh, Jay (We$roooo)
Yup
Look
Ay, ay
Check My Feet (ooh)
They say 23 (yup)
Check my phone (ooh)
Ima let it ring (ayy)
Ima hit it disappear just like
(yup)
When you up (huh)
You Screw up (yeah)
When I'm up (what)
I blew up uhh (ayy)
I blew up uhh (ayy)
Hold these (hold these)
Two nuts (two nuts)
Im too
Yea (Down) Yea (so don't fuck around)
I know the real niggas feel me (yup) cus these bitches tryna kill me (yup)
They hate the moves I make. Gotdamn, I
"come here papi"
Lips lickin at me like you wanna get sloppy
(Yup)
I'm an Android
(Yup)
She a iPhone
(Yup)
So I guess we bout to make an interracial call
yup
I got my hands off in my pockets because I dont Love u nixxas
I KEEP my hands up for the coppers because I don't trust them them nixxas
An if you
give up
I got all the power yup
I got all the power yup
I've been told I was weak
What you say now, hah
I got all the cards
You can fold now
Clawin'
Trip
Yup
Yup
Take me
Take me
Take
Take
Take
Me away
From this place
Take me
Take
Take
Take
Me away
Me away
I'm feelin exhausted
Toked up
She just wanna fuck for the clout (Yup)
Watch that jelly go bounce (Bounce)
He just want a buck for the clout (Yup)
Skrt in the truck top down
Really
Aye aye aye (Ayee!)
Yup huh it's Kooper it's Kooper Aye (Haha!)
Yup Yup Kartel shit
Yeah you know what's going on huh
Kill 'em with it hit 'em with
Treadmill, treadmill running through my mind (Yeah)
Treadmill, treadmill running my life (Yup)
Treadmill, treadmill maybe I'm too nice (Nah)
a move)
In the law man shit do pop off
(Yup)
When bodies drop, they get dropped off (Yup)
Fake talk hard but they so soft
I’m about my business, don’t get
skirt off
I can't wait to take that skirt off
You feelin' on me
I'm feelin' on you
We goin' do what grown folks do
Big ole booty (Yup yup)
With
a move)
In the law man shit do pop off
(Yup)
When bodies drop, they get dropped off (Yup)
Fake talk hard but they so soft
I’m about my business, don’t get
heavenly
Weather be somewhere in the 70s
Let it be let it go
Inhale medical
Sipping on Tequila with my chica while DJ play shit yelling out Viva Mexico
Yup
mo (Bandz)
Imma UFO
Just look at how I glo (Burr)
Im onna lot of drugs
Got good caly nugs (Gas)
Yup Im the plug (Trap)
Liquor imma chug (Po up)
Yup
So this what y'all been waiting on
SU Banging
Yup
See I'm too cold to be so hot & too old to be so young
DU2Bs I'm in my baggage just show me my
on these
Nah
No effects I need, art is what I breath
Raw
That shit won't ever freeze, you just gotta keep it up
TreeTop on the beat, feel the energy
Yup
Baby girl
I just want to hold you
Baby I just want to hold you (Please)
Ooh noo oh ooh noo oh (Noo)
Your body body body body
Make me wanna hold yup
My
made the shot
Ain't gon be a day I won't give everything I got
My momma told me do you best I said I'll take you to the top (Yup)
Palms itching work
Yup
Alright
Okay
Ya dig
Alright
Okay
Alright
Okay
Shoutout Mac Miller
Yup
Yup
Yup
Yup
Well alright
Well okay
Well alright
Well okay
I'd travel
splash
Franchise boys on blast
I took his hoe and now he's very mad
Hop in a foreign you hop in a cab
Now know look whose goin out sad
Yup
Yup
Yup
I be rollin' up like S.W.A.T
Doors on Suicide watch
Always sipping' Henny, no rocks
Got your bitch in my whip, yup
Both no top
I been going in
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