[Chorus]
Whoa (Whoa)
Whoa
What (What)
Hmm
Just woke up
I throw on my jeans, had get me some bucks
He askin' me shit, but I start actin’ dumb
That boy, he be swag-jackin', he my son
Sticks, every nigga got guns (Sticks, baow)
That what you say (That's what you say)
This Lil Boof Day (Boof Day)
Don’t come in this crib, I'm like "who is they?" (Yah)
Don't pick up the phone, I'm like "who is they?"
I run up the trap on a Monday (Monday)
Yeah, I don't fuck wit' my hundreds (Hundreds)
[?] you know we start gunnin' (Gunnin')
I got the spot, on a hunnid (What?)
[Verse 1]
Yeah, told that boy "stay in his lane" (Lane)
I’m not a nice guy, Curtis Payne (Yeah)
If you not in your bag, you should be ashamed
I ain’t gon' sweat, lil nigga, you playin’
You ain't gon' play wit' me, you a stain
I’m high as fuck, I could sleep on the plane
Bitch so wet, we can fuck at her place
Couldn't come down when I'm up, outer space
I'm gonna cash out 'til next day
Nope, nigga, you cannot hang (Nope, nope)
We at the spot, nigga, paint her face
And it's my birthday, nigga, pray
I hit a lick, nigga, wit' yo' bae
I get this loser out the way (Yeah)
You got problems, my shooter get a K (Brrr, Yeah)
(My shooter get a K)
(Yeah, shoot at yo' face)
Whoa (Whoa)
Whoa
What (What)
Hmm
Just woke up
I throw on my jeans, had get me some bucks
He askin' me shit, but I start actin’ dumb
That boy, he be swag-jackin', he my son
Sticks, every nigga got guns (Sticks, baow)
That what you say (That's what you say)
This Lil Boof Day (Boof Day)
Don’t come in this crib, I'm like "who is they?" (Yah)
Don't pick up the phone, I'm like "who is they?"
I run up the trap on a Monday (Monday)
Yeah, I don't fuck wit' my hundreds (Hundreds)
[?] you know we start gunnin' (Gunnin')
I got the spot, on a hunnid (What?)
[Verse 1]
Yeah, told that boy "stay in his lane" (Lane)
I’m not a nice guy, Curtis Payne (Yeah)
If you not in your bag, you should be ashamed
I ain’t gon' sweat, lil nigga, you playin’
You ain't gon' play wit' me, you a stain
I’m high as fuck, I could sleep on the plane
Bitch so wet, we can fuck at her place
Couldn't come down when I'm up, outer space
I'm gonna cash out 'til next day
Nope, nigga, you cannot hang (Nope, nope)
We at the spot, nigga, paint her face
And it's my birthday, nigga, pray
I hit a lick, nigga, wit' yo' bae
I get this loser out the way (Yeah)
You got problems, my shooter get a K (Brrr, Yeah)
(My shooter get a K)
(Yeah, shoot at yo' face)
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