I don't like to play no games when I'm up at the function
Shawty stay complaining on some f*ck shit
It ain't no discussion
If you never knew me, man, don't touch this, yeah
I've been planning this since five years old
Banging out them beats up in the hospital
I just pray to God I got this
It's a lot of shit up on my conscious!
What I got to gain
Bouta go insane
On the block, spitting versus like my name Jermaine
Cole world, bop it down
Bouta make it plain
And simple on these phony niggas
(Yeah!)
You don't gotta show me he just told me nigga
Plus, I want that money that you owe me nigga
Okay, make it okay (yeah!)
'Fore I pull up on the block and drop in 4K, for real
I don't like to say a lot I just keep it real
She don't wanna stay a while told her big deal
All ya'll niggas light it up like electric eel
Make me wanna dive in it like a navy seal
I like to pop off, but I keep it cool
Shawty like to pop it I just keep it cool
Sorry I ain't sorry I've been on the move
Take a look what I did (yeah!)
It's amazing
Poppin' off I take your bitch out on occasion
Gotta pray for my sins (yeah!)
Satan waiting
Chasing paper never been this entertaining
Bouta be a hundred up
Talking all that talk, man you don't want it
Yeah, you walk how I walk, you gon want it (you gon' want it dawg)
I don't like to pop if I just popped it (yeah!)
But I'll take the shots if I just shot it off yeah
Champagne, Mary Jane I keep it ready
Tell them to keep the bottles raining in, I'm feeling heavy
I don't wanna speak about another thing, I'm off the eddy
I'm 'bout to peak up off another thing, I took already
(Yeah!)
I'm off the drugs, I'm off the drugs
I'm off the drugs, I'm off the drugs
(Yeah!)
I'm off the drugs, I'm off the drugs
I'm off the drugs
Keep it a buck for once, instead of just hushing up
Don't got a limit I'm dishing the hits and I ain't bout to stop at all, yeah
I gotta get it dawg, and bouta be up in no box at all, yeah
Just like a credit card when I got it I don't gotta cop it off yet
It's big poppa with the braids (with the braids)
Thats four letters to your face
If I write it down, it's gonna bang (that's a banger)
Ain't bout money get up out the, way
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I don't like to play no games when I'm up at the function
Shawty stay complaining on some f*ck shit
It ain't no discussion
If you never knew me, man, don't touch this, yeah
I've been planning this since five years old
Banging out them beats up in the hospital
I just pray to God I got this
It's a lot of shit up on my conscious!
What I got to gain
Bouta go insane
On the block, spitting versus like my name Jermaine
Cole world, bop it down
Bouta make it plain
And simple on these phony niggas
(Yeah!)
You don't gotta show me he just told me nigga
Plus, I want that money that you owe me nigga
Okay, make it okay (yeah!)
'Fore I pull up on the block and drop in 4K, for real
I don't like to say a lot I just keep it real
She don't wanna stay a while told her big deal
All ya'll niggas light it up like electric eel
Make me wanna dive in it like a navy seal
I like to pop off, but I keep it cool
Shawty like to pop it I just keep it cool
Sorry I ain't sorry I've been on the move
Take a look what I did (yeah!)
It's amazing
Poppin' off I take your bitch out on occasion
Gotta pray for my sins (yeah!)
Satan waiting
Chasing paper never been this entertaining
Bouta be a hundred up
Talking all that talk, man you don't want it
Yeah, you walk how I walk, you gon want it (you gon' want it dawg)
I don't like to pop if I just popped it (yeah!)
But I'll take the shots if I just shot it off yeah
Champagne, Mary Jane I keep it ready
Tell them to keep the bottles raining in, I'm feeling heavy
I don't wanna speak about another thing, I'm off the eddy
I'm 'bout to peak up off another thing, I took already
(Yeah!)
I'm off the drugs, I'm off the drugs
I'm off the drugs, I'm off the drugs
(Yeah!)
I'm off the drugs, I'm off the drugs
I'm off the drugs
Keep it a buck for once, instead of just hushing up
Don't got a limit I'm dishing the hits and I ain't bout to stop at all, yeah
I gotta get it dawg, and bouta be up in no box at all, yeah
Just like a credit card when I got it I don't gotta cop it off yet
It's big poppa with the braids (with the braids)
Thats four letters to your face
If I write it down, it's gonna bang (that's a banger)
Ain't bout money get up out the, way
Shawty stay complaining on some f*ck shit
It ain't no discussion
If you never knew me, man, don't touch this, yeah
I've been planning this since five years old
Banging out them beats up in the hospital
I just pray to God I got this
It's a lot of shit up on my conscious!
What I got to gain
Bouta go insane
On the block, spitting versus like my name Jermaine
Cole world, bop it down
Bouta make it plain
And simple on these phony niggas
(Yeah!)
You don't gotta show me he just told me nigga
Plus, I want that money that you owe me nigga
Okay, make it okay (yeah!)
'Fore I pull up on the block and drop in 4K, for real
I don't like to say a lot I just keep it real
She don't wanna stay a while told her big deal
All ya'll niggas light it up like electric eel
Make me wanna dive in it like a navy seal
I like to pop off, but I keep it cool
Shawty like to pop it I just keep it cool
Sorry I ain't sorry I've been on the move
Take a look what I did (yeah!)
It's amazing
Poppin' off I take your bitch out on occasion
Gotta pray for my sins (yeah!)
Satan waiting
Chasing paper never been this entertaining
Bouta be a hundred up
Talking all that talk, man you don't want it
Yeah, you walk how I walk, you gon want it (you gon' want it dawg)
I don't like to pop if I just popped it (yeah!)
But I'll take the shots if I just shot it off yeah
Champagne, Mary Jane I keep it ready
Tell them to keep the bottles raining in, I'm feeling heavy
I don't wanna speak about another thing, I'm off the eddy
I'm 'bout to peak up off another thing, I took already
(Yeah!)
I'm off the drugs, I'm off the drugs
I'm off the drugs, I'm off the drugs
(Yeah!)
I'm off the drugs, I'm off the drugs
I'm off the drugs
Keep it a buck for once, instead of just hushing up
Don't got a limit I'm dishing the hits and I ain't bout to stop at all, yeah
I gotta get it dawg, and bouta be up in no box at all, yeah
Just like a credit card when I got it I don't gotta cop it off yet
It's big poppa with the braids (with the braids)
Thats four letters to your face
If I write it down, it's gonna bang (that's a banger)
Ain't bout money get up out the, way
Writer: John Brewington Jr.
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid