Calm Down Young Pappy
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[Verse 1: Young Pappy]
Bro told me calm down, I'm like "fuck that"
Hoes try and set me up, can't trust that
Heard Boom, niggas know I'm gon' bust that
Got a tommy gun call that bitch a Rugrat
You can catch me on the K, where I'm thuggin' at
Nigga better fix his face, "Who you mugging at?"
Run up in a nigga place, where his mother at
Put the gun to his sister face, "Where your brother at?"
I know niggas more savage than me
Got money on his head, they'll whack him for free
Say, A, B we got C and D
Gas tank on E, nigga that's on the G
And I, F'd up, 'cuz I don't fail, nigga
I did a lotta time, 'cuz I don't tell, nigga
He ask my name, it ring bells, nigga
Ask me what I claim? I'm die L's, nigga
Still, nigga
And fuck niggas, I don't fuck with 'em
'Cuz when you fuck with fuck niggas, then you stuck with 'em
I know you better duck, 'fore you get slumped wit 'em
Say he ride with you, you can ride in this trunk with 'em, snatch off
Put a bag on your head, what does that cost?
Lil money, get yo ass whacked for a scratch-off
Headshot knock more than a patch off
Boy, I'm from the pole where its colder than Jack Frost
Damn, but that's cold
Niggas love "Competition", but that's old
Niggas love "Days and Days", but that's old
Niggas love "Smokin' Shit", but that's old
Wait, hold on
Bro told me calm down, I'm like "fuck that"
Hoes try and set me up, can't trust that
Heard Boom, niggas know I'm gon' bust that
Got a tommy gun call that bitch a Rugrat
You can catch me on the K, where I'm thuggin' at
Nigga better fix his face, "Who you mugging at?"
Run up in a nigga place, where his mother at
Put the gun to his sister face, "Where your brother at?"
I know niggas more savage than me
Got money on his head, they'll whack him for free
Say, A, B we got C and D
Gas tank on E, nigga that's on the G
And I, F'd up, 'cuz I don't fail, nigga
I did a lotta time, 'cuz I don't tell, nigga
He ask my name, it ring bells, nigga
Ask me what I claim? I'm die L's, nigga
Still, nigga
And fuck niggas, I don't fuck with 'em
'Cuz when you fuck with fuck niggas, then you stuck with 'em
I know you better duck, 'fore you get slumped wit 'em
Say he ride with you, you can ride in this trunk with 'em, snatch off
Put a bag on your head, what does that cost?
Lil money, get yo ass whacked for a scratch-off
Headshot knock more than a patch off
Boy, I'm from the pole where its colder than Jack Frost
Damn, but that's cold
Niggas love "Competition", but that's old
Niggas love "Days and Days", but that's old
Niggas love "Smokin' Shit", but that's old
Wait, hold on
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