[Intro]
Raindrop (drip), drop top (drop top)
Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox (cookie)
Fuckin' on your bitch, she a thot, thot (thot)
Cookin' up dope in the crockpot (pot)
(Catch me outside, how 'bout that?)
We came from nothin' to somethin', nigga (hey)
I don't trust nobody, grip the trigger (nobody)
Call up the gang and they come and get ya (gang)
Cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey)
My bitch is bad and boujee (bad)
Cookin' up dope with a Uzi (blaow)
My niggas is savage, ruthless (savage)
(Stompdown Killaz, motherfucker)
We got 30's and 100 rounds too (grrah)
My bitch is bad and boujee (bad)
Cookin' up dope with a Uzi (dope)
My niggas is savage, ruthless (hey)
(New album coming soon)
We got 30's and 100 rounds too (glah)
[Verse 1]
Nah, I ain't cookin' dope in a crack pot but I might split them down the middle like a pom-pom, dawgie I'm the don one, prolly wearin' Sean John, drive by and shoot you in your whip
That's a hot bar
All these rappers always flexin' on a 'gram til I show up at their show with a weapon in my hands and I'm lettin' it go blam
Leave 'em right there where they stand, parked the hearse out side, tell the reverend in advance
Hey, I'm the motherfuckin' man now, I don't get on stage for at least three brands now, yeah
There are for the handouts, see me on your TV like the dude sellin' shamwow
I ain't fuckin' with like half of these rappers 'cause I've been bringing back to music the shit actually matter and I'm on top
If you lookin' for me, go grab a ladder
You think you hard but you rappers sound like Hannah Montana
I got a habit for smashing melons and emptying the seeds
I take a look around and see nobody in my league, capish
I don't give about a thot-thot, put a gun in your mouth and pop like Pop Rocks
I'm about to piss the whole damn world off, fuck around and find me your homes like Sherlock (Sherlock)
Shirt off in your fridge with a Smirnoff, drink it all and I gotta go 'cause your girl call
In a whip and it's prolly got it heavy, got a bottle full of henny, eating wobbles down at Dannies
Fat boy, little caesar hot and ready.. I used to smoke blunts while my mama made spaghetti
That's not a man that can get in my spot
I'm 'bout to battle a beast and he down the king of the dot
They say I'm sick, and I'm gettin' the cough, you can listen and nod, I'm still pissin' dem off, heeeyy
Raindrop (drip), drop top (drop top)
Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox (cookie)
Fuckin' on your bitch, she a thot, thot (thot)
Cookin' up dope in the crockpot (pot)
(Catch me outside, how 'bout that?)
We came from nothin' to somethin', nigga (hey)
I don't trust nobody, grip the trigger (nobody)
Call up the gang and they come and get ya (gang)
Cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey)
My bitch is bad and boujee (bad)
Cookin' up dope with a Uzi (blaow)
My niggas is savage, ruthless (savage)
(Stompdown Killaz, motherfucker)
We got 30's and 100 rounds too (grrah)
My bitch is bad and boujee (bad)
Cookin' up dope with a Uzi (dope)
My niggas is savage, ruthless (hey)
(New album coming soon)
We got 30's and 100 rounds too (glah)
[Verse 1]
Nah, I ain't cookin' dope in a crack pot but I might split them down the middle like a pom-pom, dawgie I'm the don one, prolly wearin' Sean John, drive by and shoot you in your whip
That's a hot bar
All these rappers always flexin' on a 'gram til I show up at their show with a weapon in my hands and I'm lettin' it go blam
Leave 'em right there where they stand, parked the hearse out side, tell the reverend in advance
Hey, I'm the motherfuckin' man now, I don't get on stage for at least three brands now, yeah
There are for the handouts, see me on your TV like the dude sellin' shamwow
I ain't fuckin' with like half of these rappers 'cause I've been bringing back to music the shit actually matter and I'm on top
If you lookin' for me, go grab a ladder
You think you hard but you rappers sound like Hannah Montana
I got a habit for smashing melons and emptying the seeds
I take a look around and see nobody in my league, capish
I don't give about a thot-thot, put a gun in your mouth and pop like Pop Rocks
I'm about to piss the whole damn world off, fuck around and find me your homes like Sherlock (Sherlock)
Shirt off in your fridge with a Smirnoff, drink it all and I gotta go 'cause your girl call
In a whip and it's prolly got it heavy, got a bottle full of henny, eating wobbles down at Dannies
Fat boy, little caesar hot and ready.. I used to smoke blunts while my mama made spaghetti
That's not a man that can get in my spot
I'm 'bout to battle a beast and he down the king of the dot
They say I'm sick, and I'm gettin' the cough, you can listen and nod, I'm still pissin' dem off, heeeyy
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