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Yeah, uh, yeah
Yeah, uh, yeah
Yeah, uh, uh
Look, they don't want lex to pop his shit, uh
Look, niggas talk, but they ain't stoppin' shit, uh
Shit a movie way I'm poppin' shit, uh
Check the score and get up off the bench, huh
They can't talk like this, I love to brag
Pop in public, grocery shopping, only time they get a bag
Turn this shit to Tic,Tac, Toe, we goin' tit for tat
I ain't never had a feature where a nigga sent it back
Need my song on the movie next, I'm goin' Cinemax
Bought a fur, it's for sure that she gon' give that kitty cat
Nigga said he took the queen, I gotta get my city back
I was poppin' before IG and they forgot to mention that
How you want a handout? I won't give a piggyback
Need that feature, fee in full, I won't give a penny back
Nigga tryna take my flow, had to tell him, give it back
How you take my formula? Shit is givin' Similac, uh
Might been born to rap, guess I'm in my pocket
I'm a quarterback, buy some land for all my people
I need more than racks, get to twitchin' in this booth
I ignore the chat, uh, fuck what you sayin
Look, they don't want lex to pop his shit, uh
Look, niggas talk, but they ain't stoppin' shit, uh
Shit a movie way I'm poppin' shit, uh
Check the score and get up off the bench, huh
They can't talk like this, I love to brag
Pop in public, grocery shoppin, only time they get a bag
Turn this shit to tic-tac, toe we goin' tit-for-tat
I ain't never had a feature where a nigga sent it back
Pops told me, turn it up, lately it's been melodies
Came in here to wreck the game, whip it like Vanellope
Anybody get a pen, it is not Penelope
Started rappin' granny passed, so the flow is heavenly
Only opp is a beat, so this shit is dead to me
Shout out Mya, cause a nigga tryna leave his legacy
Tryna cop that big body, I might name it Ebony
Ever since I was a child, knew this was my destiny, uh
Yeah, might've been born to rap, uh
They don't know my name, but soon I'm givin' autographs, uh
I feel like Shadeur, nigga, you ain't even gotta draft, uh
Nigga, I'm comin' for all this shit, I need more than racks, yeah
I need more than racks
Look, they don't want lex to pop his shit, uh
Look, niggas talk, but they ain't stoppin' shit, uh
Shit a movie way I'm poppin' shit, uh
Check the score and get up off the bench, uh
They can't talk like this, I love to brag
Pop in public, grocery shoppin, only time they get a bag
Turn this shit to tic-tacs, toe, we goin' tit for tat
I ain't never had a feature where a nigga sent it back



Autor(en): Dimitri Roseboro Copyright: Self Published Through Distrokid



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