[Intro: Petty]
Yeah
(What's up, Juwop?)
(Beat those drums)
[Verse 1: Petty]
How the fuck could somebody who never been solid in life give me solid advice?
Even if what they droppin' was right, I wouldn't offer a night to be possibly right
Better not bet on no nigga too shaky, lookin' at you like two dots on the dice
I got God on my life, on God, if I follow the hype, it won't profit my life
Gotta talk to me proper, aight?
Gotta talk to me proper, aight?
I gave niggas they prosper, aight?
Need y'all understand we ain't poppin' alike
Oh, I see you a stepper, you keep you a weapon, you know it won't prosper, alright?
'Cause this .357 got fingerprints left on it, nosе ain't snot when I wipe
I be on standin' on businеsses, not business, handle your business or y'all in the way
I never miss and I got a list, a handful of niggas who thought it was safe
I'm on a mission, I gotta get some, ran up a ticket and call it a day
I got some tears for all of the strippers dancin' on Christmas, that's holiday pay
I'm puttin' on for the betterment of the city I'm mostly a legend in
They ain't really got motion, I'm bettin' it
They ain't stick to no oath like a regiment
Picture me bein' broke and just lettin' it
Gotta be overdosin' on medicine
I been countin' like votes for the president
And I know that I'm chosen, quit tellin' it
Hit 'em up like Bus, reload
Blah-bla-blah-blessed three more
This bitch here crush egos
They don't see through the bluff, she know
Look like a mil' walkin', ain't got a Dame D.O.L.L.A, your bucks zero
And they can't chill talkin', that's why the game hotter than a tuxedo
Come back like Bus, reload
Yeah, I keep one tucked, pre-roll
I can teach you how to duck these hoes
On me, none of us heroes
And as long as they know when they open the door up, that I play the clutch key role
I ain't worried 'bout nothin', we know
I let y'all give a fuck, we don't
Look, she hit me up when she lackin' a friend, I told her to wait, you just mad at your man
It's been a month since that was a trend, new notification, they at it again
Pickin' 'em up and packin' 'em in, then throw 'em away, put 'em back where they been
Niggas in love, I'm mackin' to win, a ho gotta pay, rather stack it than spend, godspeed
Yeah
(What's up, Juwop?)
(Beat those drums)
[Verse 1: Petty]
How the fuck could somebody who never been solid in life give me solid advice?
Even if what they droppin' was right, I wouldn't offer a night to be possibly right
Better not bet on no nigga too shaky, lookin' at you like two dots on the dice
I got God on my life, on God, if I follow the hype, it won't profit my life
Gotta talk to me proper, aight?
Gotta talk to me proper, aight?
I gave niggas they prosper, aight?
Need y'all understand we ain't poppin' alike
Oh, I see you a stepper, you keep you a weapon, you know it won't prosper, alright?
'Cause this .357 got fingerprints left on it, nosе ain't snot when I wipe
I be on standin' on businеsses, not business, handle your business or y'all in the way
I never miss and I got a list, a handful of niggas who thought it was safe
I'm on a mission, I gotta get some, ran up a ticket and call it a day
I got some tears for all of the strippers dancin' on Christmas, that's holiday pay
I'm puttin' on for the betterment of the city I'm mostly a legend in
They ain't really got motion, I'm bettin' it
They ain't stick to no oath like a regiment
Picture me bein' broke and just lettin' it
Gotta be overdosin' on medicine
I been countin' like votes for the president
And I know that I'm chosen, quit tellin' it
Hit 'em up like Bus, reload
Blah-bla-blah-blessed three more
This bitch here crush egos
They don't see through the bluff, she know
Look like a mil' walkin', ain't got a Dame D.O.L.L.A, your bucks zero
And they can't chill talkin', that's why the game hotter than a tuxedo
Come back like Bus, reload
Yeah, I keep one tucked, pre-roll
I can teach you how to duck these hoes
On me, none of us heroes
And as long as they know when they open the door up, that I play the clutch key role
I ain't worried 'bout nothin', we know
I let y'all give a fuck, we don't
Look, she hit me up when she lackin' a friend, I told her to wait, you just mad at your man
It's been a month since that was a trend, new notification, they at it again
Pickin' 'em up and packin' 'em in, then throw 'em away, put 'em back where they been
Niggas in love, I'm mackin' to win, a ho gotta pay, rather stack it than spend, godspeed
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