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(TNO, run that shit)

You know what I'm sayin', you know what I'm sayin'
You know what I'm sayin', ayy, uh, uh (yeah-yeah, yeah)
This is a mop, this is a stick, this is a chop, please don't get hit
Uh, ayy, yuh

I pop a pill, I'm in that motion, now I'm floatin'
Zoomin' in that white foreign, bitch, no Lindsay Lohan
I just f*cked up like ten bands and now I'm coolin', posted
Oh, that nigga? He not my mans, he talked to feds, don't know him
I pop a pill, I'm in that motion, now I'm floatin'
Zoomin' in that white foreign, bitch, no Lindsay Lohan
I just f*cked up like ten bands and now I'm coolin', posted
Oh, that nigga? He not my mans, he talked to feds, don't know him

Yuh, ayy
This is a mop, this is a stick, this is a chop, please don't get hit
Runnin' this shit, he gon' get hit, trap like a zombie, that's what it is
Okay, like slimy, wiped nose like he off the angel, no dust
Okay, like Pepsi, got that four-five, if he aim, he gon' bust
Bitch, I got my racks up, watch how I act up
Should I slide out in a Range Rover or the Lamb' truck?
I just popped off of these Percs, I swear that I'm gon' spazz, son
Spent six thousand on my fist, them diamonds stripper-dancin'

I pop a pill, I'm in that motion, now I'm floatin'
Zoomin' in that white foreign, bitch, no Lindsay Lohan
I just f*cked up like ten bands and now I'm coolin', posted
Oh, that nigga? He not my mans, he talked to feds, don't know him
I pop a pill, I'm in that motion, now I'm floatin'
Zoomin' in that white foreign, bitch, no Lindsay Lohan
I just f*cked up like ten bands and now I'm coolin', posted
Oh, that nigga? He not my mans, he talked to feds, don't know him

Ayy, man, okay
Alright, I ditched the world like stop that, barely can breathe, can't process
Please excuse my rude attitude 'cause I'm known to pop shit
I'm in a Demon off a blue and 12 already know they can't stop shit
Better yet, bring her back, it's boom, I break her back and cut the nonsense
Couldn't been broke, boy, like stop it, diggin' deep in my pockets
All them big bands in my pants couldn't even fit my wallet, them knots big
Uh, my dawg he pull up with two
Uh, you think he sellin' the food
Uh, we shot the brains out the coupe

I pop a pill, I'm in that motion, now I'm floatin'
Zoomin' in that white foreign, bitch, no Lindsay Lohan
I just f*cked up like ten bands and now I'm coolin', posted
Oh, that nigga? He not my mans, he talked to feds, don't know him
I pop a pill, I'm in that motion, now I'm floatin'
Zoomin' in that white foreign, bitch, no Lindsay Lohan
I just f*cked up like ten bands and now I'm coolin', posted
Oh, that nigga? He not my mans, he talked to feds, don't know him

Uh, we shot the brains out the coupe
I pop a pill, I'm in that motion, now I'm floatin'
Zoomin' in that white foreign, bitch, no Lindsay Lohan
I just f*cked up like ten bands and now I'm coolin', posted
Oh, that nigga? He not my mans, he talked to feds, don't know him
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(TNO, run that shit)

You know what I'm sayin', you know what I'm sayin'
You know what I'm sayin', ayy, uh, uh (yeah-yeah, yeah)
This is a mop, this is a stick, this is a chop, please don't get hit
Uh, ayy, yuh

I pop a pill, I'm in that motion, now I'm floatin'
Zoomin' in that white foreign, bitch, no Lindsay Lohan
I just f*cked up like ten bands and now I'm coolin', posted
Oh, that nigga? He not my mans, he talked to feds, don't know him
I pop a pill, I'm in that motion, now I'm floatin'
Zoomin' in that white foreign, bitch, no Lindsay Lohan
I just f*cked up like ten bands and now I'm coolin', posted
Oh, that nigga? He not my mans, he talked to feds, don't know him

Yuh, ayy
This is a mop, this is a stick, this is a chop, please don't get hit
Runnin' this shit, he gon' get hit, trap like a zombie, that's what it is
Okay, like slimy, wiped nose like he off the angel, no dust
Okay, like Pepsi, got that four-five, if he aim, he gon' bust
Bitch, I got my racks up, watch how I act up
Should I slide out in a Range Rover or the Lamb' truck?
I just popped off of these Percs, I swear that I'm gon' spazz, son
Spent six thousand on my fist, them diamonds stripper-dancin'

I pop a pill, I'm in that motion, now I'm floatin'
Zoomin' in that white foreign, bitch, no Lindsay Lohan
I just f*cked up like ten bands and now I'm coolin', posted
Oh, that nigga? He not my mans, he talked to feds, don't know him
I pop a pill, I'm in that motion, now I'm floatin'
Zoomin' in that white foreign, bitch, no Lindsay Lohan
I just f*cked up like ten bands and now I'm coolin', posted
Oh, that nigga? He not my mans, he talked to feds, don't know him

Ayy, man, okay
Alright, I ditched the world like stop that, barely can breathe, can't process
Please excuse my rude attitude 'cause I'm known to pop shit
I'm in a Demon off a blue and 12 already know they can't stop shit
Better yet, bring her back, it's boom, I break her back and cut the nonsense
Couldn't been broke, boy, like stop it, diggin' deep in my pockets
All them big bands in my pants couldn't even fit my wallet, them knots big
Uh, my dawg he pull up with two
Uh, you think he sellin' the food
Uh, we shot the brains out the coupe

I pop a pill, I'm in that motion, now I'm floatin'
Zoomin' in that white foreign, bitch, no Lindsay Lohan
I just f*cked up like ten bands and now I'm coolin', posted
Oh, that nigga? He not my mans, he talked to feds, don't know him
I pop a pill, I'm in that motion, now I'm floatin'
Zoomin' in that white foreign, bitch, no Lindsay Lohan
I just f*cked up like ten bands and now I'm coolin', posted
Oh, that nigga? He not my mans, he talked to feds, don't know him

Uh, we shot the brains out the coupe
I pop a pill, I'm in that motion, now I'm floatin'
Zoomin' in that white foreign, bitch, no Lindsay Lohan
I just f*cked up like ten bands and now I'm coolin', posted
Oh, that nigga? He not my mans, he talked to feds, don't know him
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Writer: Christian Garcia, Dennis Cordoba, Isaiah Rivera
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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