till u get enough Lil Altoid
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[Verse]
Man, your bitch is a bird, when she get home, she like a cock or two
Get up like me, the broke boys are pocket watching you
They jocking you, they take your style, a homie rocking you
They mad 'cause I'm snapping, they crackling 'cause I'm popping too (Ooh)
My pockets filled with the blue faces
Back in middle school, I had to rock the blue Graces
But I got my shit straight (Yeah, I got my shit straight)
Money up like Bruce Wayne, I ain't gotta wear a cape
I put this heater on your crew like the Knight Co
My niggas light up your block like a lipo (Grrah)
I got a cousin, yeah, she with it, I don't fight hoes
My choppa sexist, on my mom, I don't snipe hoes
Just took a flick with your bitch and I might post
A nigga feel like Danny Phantom 'cause I might ghost
A nigga or a runny nose, shit, we wipe those
This beat crazy and I'm spitting, this shit might go
[Interlude: Lil Altoid & Michael Jackson]
Ayy, yeah, ayy (Niggas really thought I wasn't finna get on this Michael Jackson joint?)
Ayy, ayy, yeah, ayy (Niggas really thought I- man, I'm finna blow out the vocals too, play a quick chorus)
Keep on, uh, with the force, don't stop (Just love me)
Don't stop 'til you getting enough
Keep on, uh, with the force, don't stop ('Til you don't know how)
If a nigga try me, know I got the Glock, uh
Man, your bitch is a bird, when she get home, she like a cock or two
Get up like me, the broke boys are pocket watching you
They jocking you, they take your style, a homie rocking you
They mad 'cause I'm snapping, they crackling 'cause I'm popping too (Ooh)
My pockets filled with the blue faces
Back in middle school, I had to rock the blue Graces
But I got my shit straight (Yeah, I got my shit straight)
Money up like Bruce Wayne, I ain't gotta wear a cape
I put this heater on your crew like the Knight Co
My niggas light up your block like a lipo (Grrah)
I got a cousin, yeah, she with it, I don't fight hoes
My choppa sexist, on my mom, I don't snipe hoes
Just took a flick with your bitch and I might post
A nigga feel like Danny Phantom 'cause I might ghost
A nigga or a runny nose, shit, we wipe those
This beat crazy and I'm spitting, this shit might go
[Interlude: Lil Altoid & Michael Jackson]
Ayy, yeah, ayy (Niggas really thought I wasn't finna get on this Michael Jackson joint?)
Ayy, ayy, yeah, ayy (Niggas really thought I- man, I'm finna blow out the vocals too, play a quick chorus)
Keep on, uh, with the force, don't stop (Just love me)
Don't stop 'til you getting enough
Keep on, uh, with the force, don't stop ('Til you don't know how)
If a nigga try me, know I got the Glock, uh
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