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Noah Settles
Songwriter
David Robert Jones
Songwriter
Robert Matthew Van Winkle
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Lyrics
Yeah
Bitch ass nigga
Wop
Uh
Wop, mob
Wop, mob
Wop, mob
Wop
They tryn play with me that's why I upped
Shit had a switch couldn't nobody duck
They tryn play with me that's why I upped
Shit had a switch couldn't nobody duck
Shit had a switch couldn't nobody duck
Shit had a switch couldn't nobody duck
You catch a body then blow up the truck
Shit had a switch couldn't nobody duck
Why the fuck is they keep tryna play with a reaper?
Stay on my ten, niggas know that I keep 'em
Can't shoot it out in this function, we beat him
I put that coke in the pan like I'm Peter
Drac' shots leave spots on him like a cheetah
Never spent whole days in school, I was leavin'
I never sat on my ass, I was thievin'
Still help all of my niggas, I got 'em
Don't stop spinnin' the opps 'til you whack 'em
Can't get a whip so you gotta go jack it
Bruh blinked out now he locked in a jacket
Now niggas hoppin' on dick 'cause I got it
I ain't gon' lie 'bout that hit, yeah, I shot him
They want me dead, I be scared of my shadow
P's in the glock or it's either some hollows
You know them .45 bullets like eggrolls
One to his top made him cut off his cornrows
Corona clear up I won't letta opp do a show
Goin' 'gainst that, we gon' come let a hundred roll
Uh, uh
Yeah, I got hot, but I'm not showin' mercy
If I was loafin', then why you ain't murder me?
I'm the one burnt your man ass to a third degree
Not talkin' wrestlin', put him in the pedigree
Gettin' that cash, gon' bring you some ass
Get down to my last, go buy me a mask
He out of bounds, he know that he playin'
Don't care what it cost, just blow up my man
That muzzle will flash on his ass like a camera
That pussy was pressin' that button, he panicked
Bitch I'm a demon, feelin' satanic
Kidnap him, beat his shit in with a hammer
Spin with that short-ass, AP, geeked up
Two Dracs, Gliz' and SD stay tweaked up
Blow up a block and then go beat a beat up
Luxury rental to make the bitch eat up
If she knew what I do then my shit'd be bleached up
Shoot out the car, hop out, try to get up
10 milly hit him, he stuck, can't get up
Two in his gut, all blood what he threw up
If he would've listened, he wouldn'ta got blew up
Kept on slidin' until I got two up
You catch a body then blow up the truck
Shit had to switch couldn't nobody duck
They tryin play with me, that's why I upped
Too deep in the streets to be beefin' with suckers
He like a bum, fuck with him and bust him
COVID money but I'm still out here hustlin'
I took an L, so I taxed it and doubled it
No double date, I'm with two and I'm fuckin' 'em
Passin' em bags of gas like Russell
We on the corner trappin' like the ugly
I snaked him out and he know he shouldn'ta trusted me
Yeah I got him smashed, he had plans on crushin' me
Got his bitch in the truck in the back and I'm humpin' her
He a opp, I should call him and tell him I fucked
Writer(s): Noah Settles
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