Ayy, somebody try to knock you off your pivot
Drop step on the ass and dunk!
This shit hard
This shit tough as hell
2T's 2T's
Steppin out fresh when I hop on the scene
I didn't come alone yeah I'm here with the team
I got the racks and they buss out my jeans
I stay on my side, I can't hang with the feins
Drip when I walk leave a trail on the floor
And you could peep how they stealing my flow
Making me not wanna do this no more
But I'ma keep going for the bro down the road
When I get bored, I just count up a check
I spend a check on my fits and a check on my wrist and a check on my drip and my neck, yeah
Just know the haters gon' hate it
They gonna talk shit, but don't let it get into your head
I gotta stay dedicated and stay on my grind
So that I can be up next, yeah
Wonder where I'm gon' be next year?
I might just move out of state
City of Angels, LA
I might just move my bitch out to Oakland
I move my bae to The Bay
I just burn one to the face
Niggas can't move at my pace
Drip from the face to the lace
Here to do business, I'm not tryna play
And you know that I got racks in the safe
I'm never gon' stop, I'ma keep going
Gotta keep track of the racks that I'm blowing
VVS diamonds, they bussin' and glowin
I feel like the one, feel like I'm chosen
Young niggas just tryna ball like DeMar
Nigga shout out to DeRozen
I got a ring for every single finger
Look at my jewelry, it's loaded
I'm never gon sugar coat it
You gotta watch your back, your niggas will slime you out
These niggas is bogus
I'm going up like I just got promoted
So many 20s on me, they ain't folding
Try and give me game, but I'm already known
Stop posting straps if you're not really totin
I got the pressure, it's pulling this potent
You can't speak on that, cause the case is still open
Closed case
If you got smoke with the guys it's no escape
20 ass whoopings, yeah, I see it in your fate
No, I'm not a psychic, but I know just what I'm saying
Cause I came with Rob and Zay
And them niggas, they don't play
If I tell them that it's static
Applied pressure to your face
But that's not all I'm about
I can go 3WAY
Don't get no leeway
Clock on 100 when I'm on the E-Way
I used to cop all my drip off of Ebay
I'm running it up and it feel like a relay
Steppin out fresh when I hop on the scene
I didn't come alone yeah I'm here with the team
I got the racks and they buss out my jeans
I stay on my side, I can't hang with the feins
Drip when I walk leave a trail on the floor
And you could peep how they stealing my flow
Making me not wanna do this no more
But I'ma keep going for the bro down the road
When I get bored, I just count up a check
I spend a check on my fits and a check on my wrist and a check on my drip and my neck, yeah
Just know the haters gon' hate it
They gonna talk shit, but don't let it get into your head
I gotta stay dedicated and stay on my grind
So that I can be up next, yeah
Wonder where I'm gon' be next year?
Sirskii
Yessirskii
A.Dott - Two-Five Freestyle Lyrics
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Ayy, somebody try to knock you off your pivot
Drop step on the ass and dunk!
This shit hard
This shit tough as hell
2T's 2T's
Steppin out fresh when I hop on the scene
I didn't come alone yeah I'm here with the team
I got the racks and they buss out my jeans
I stay on my side, I can't hang with the feins
Drip when I walk leave a trail on the floor
And you could peep how they stealing my flow
Making me not wanna do this no more
But I'ma keep going for the bro down the road
When I get bored, I just count up a check
I spend a check on my fits and a check on my wrist and a check on my drip and my neck, yeah
Just know the haters gon' hate it
They gonna talk shit, but don't let it get into your head
I gotta stay dedicated and stay on my grind
So that I can be up next, yeah
Wonder where I'm gon' be next year?
I might just move out of state
City of Angels, LA
I might just move my bitch out to Oakland
I move my bae to The Bay
I just burn one to the face
Niggas can't move at my pace
Drip from the face to the lace
Here to do business, I'm not tryna play
And you know that I got racks in the safe
I'm never gon' stop, I'ma keep going
Gotta keep track of the racks that I'm blowing
VVS diamonds, they bussin' and glowin
I feel like the one, feel like I'm chosen
Young niggas just tryna ball like DeMar
Nigga shout out to DeRozen
I got a ring for every single finger
Look at my jewelry, it's loaded
I'm never gon sugar coat it
You gotta watch your back, your niggas will slime you out
These niggas is bogus
I'm going up like I just got promoted
So many 20s on me, they ain't folding
Try and give me game, but I'm already known
Stop posting straps if you're not really totin
I got the pressure, it's pulling this potent
You can't speak on that, cause the case is still open
Closed case
If you got smoke with the guys it's no escape
20 ass whoopings, yeah, I see it in your fate
No, I'm not a psychic, but I know just what I'm saying
Cause I came with Rob and Zay
And them niggas, they don't play
If I tell them that it's static
Applied pressure to your face
But that's not all I'm about
I can go 3WAY
Don't get no leeway
Clock on 100 when I'm on the E-Way
I used to cop all my drip off of Ebay
I'm running it up and it feel like a relay
Steppin out fresh when I hop on the scene
I didn't come alone yeah I'm here with the team
I got the racks and they buss out my jeans
I stay on my side, I can't hang with the feins
Drip when I walk leave a trail on the floor
And you could peep how they stealing my flow
Making me not wanna do this no more
But I'ma keep going for the bro down the road
When I get bored, I just count up a check
I spend a check on my fits and a check on my wrist and a check on my drip and my neck, yeah
Just know the haters gon' hate it
They gonna talk shit, but don't let it get into your head
I gotta stay dedicated and stay on my grind
So that I can be up next, yeah
Wonder where I'm gon' be next year?
Sirskii
Yessirskii
Drop step on the ass and dunk!
This shit hard
This shit tough as hell
2T's 2T's
Steppin out fresh when I hop on the scene
I didn't come alone yeah I'm here with the team
I got the racks and they buss out my jeans
I stay on my side, I can't hang with the feins
Drip when I walk leave a trail on the floor
And you could peep how they stealing my flow
Making me not wanna do this no more
But I'ma keep going for the bro down the road
When I get bored, I just count up a check
I spend a check on my fits and a check on my wrist and a check on my drip and my neck, yeah
Just know the haters gon' hate it
They gonna talk shit, but don't let it get into your head
I gotta stay dedicated and stay on my grind
So that I can be up next, yeah
Wonder where I'm gon' be next year?
I might just move out of state
City of Angels, LA
I might just move my bitch out to Oakland
I move my bae to The Bay
I just burn one to the face
Niggas can't move at my pace
Drip from the face to the lace
Here to do business, I'm not tryna play
And you know that I got racks in the safe
I'm never gon' stop, I'ma keep going
Gotta keep track of the racks that I'm blowing
VVS diamonds, they bussin' and glowin
I feel like the one, feel like I'm chosen
Young niggas just tryna ball like DeMar
Nigga shout out to DeRozen
I got a ring for every single finger
Look at my jewelry, it's loaded
I'm never gon sugar coat it
You gotta watch your back, your niggas will slime you out
These niggas is bogus
I'm going up like I just got promoted
So many 20s on me, they ain't folding
Try and give me game, but I'm already known
Stop posting straps if you're not really totin
I got the pressure, it's pulling this potent
You can't speak on that, cause the case is still open
Closed case
If you got smoke with the guys it's no escape
20 ass whoopings, yeah, I see it in your fate
No, I'm not a psychic, but I know just what I'm saying
Cause I came with Rob and Zay
And them niggas, they don't play
If I tell them that it's static
Applied pressure to your face
But that's not all I'm about
I can go 3WAY
Don't get no leeway
Clock on 100 when I'm on the E-Way
I used to cop all my drip off of Ebay
I'm running it up and it feel like a relay
Steppin out fresh when I hop on the scene
I didn't come alone yeah I'm here with the team
I got the racks and they buss out my jeans
I stay on my side, I can't hang with the feins
Drip when I walk leave a trail on the floor
And you could peep how they stealing my flow
Making me not wanna do this no more
But I'ma keep going for the bro down the road
When I get bored, I just count up a check
I spend a check on my fits and a check on my wrist and a check on my drip and my neck, yeah
Just know the haters gon' hate it
They gonna talk shit, but don't let it get into your head
I gotta stay dedicated and stay on my grind
So that I can be up next, yeah
Wonder where I'm gon' be next year?
Sirskii
Yessirskii
Writer: Auriel M.
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