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Lyrics
[Intro]
Ayo, Kezzy, this shit got me trippin'
Damn, damn
Damn, damn
[Chorus]
Free Lil' Guapa, got stomped out bad with my Nikes
How many times I done been on your block makin' multiple movies? No Spike Lee (Word to bro)
I don't care if she live with the opps 'cause she fuck with my style and I think that she like me (What?)
Oh, she the setup? I bet she get wet up, I'm lovin' opp hoes, they excite me
Most of the times that we link up, always be havin' my shiesty
Bust down Carti' on me, bitch, don't touch, this shit was pricey (Icy)
She know that she really toxic, no, I can't stop it, she really feisty
I think I'm addicted to fuckin', you know I'm not chuggin', got squirt on my white tee
[Verse 1]
I told her, "I'm dead 'bout to cum, eat it like yum, just don't bite me"
She told me, "Stop givin' this dick up", she said if I do she gon' fight me, cut me, slice me
You know I'm a opp, treesh, slut, come and get with me (Damn)
Heard it was packs on my head, how much the bread? They said, "It's like fifty" (Fuck out my face)
Them **** better just dump, I be lovin' the trouble, just make it one-fifty
You know I'ma spin in that V, foot on the gas, you know I get drifty
Can't wait till the day I see Lil' Shadon, he cap in his rap, it's not what it seems
Light on my gun, I'm turning it on, you know I can't miss 'cause I got on a beam
Stop tryna front like you really perform, every day I'm outside got the G in my jeans
You be aiming for air, just work on your form, but I'm keeping it P, you did bad on that scene
And free little Muzzy back out to his bros, ask him what I really do
He was there that day him and B-Rose, you know he was running off Two
It's multiple scenes I could really expose, saw boy downtown and he tripped on his shoe
Mad of y'all saw us and ran, or y'all froze, y'all dead know the vibes, this shit nothing new
Oh, she getting nasty, she getting wavy, pussy was greasy, creamy, gravy
Shout-out my Rippy's that jacking the navy, I'm loving her bop but I'm peeping she crazy
Miyah, Allie, Tracy, Daisy, I had a long day, give me head 'cause I'm lazy
Daisy right there with her best friend Katy, you know I want both of y'all, she was like, "Maybe"
Pop it, pop it, lock it, drop it
Pop it, pop it, keep bouncing, just don't stop it
Pop it, pop it, don't bounce to hard 'cause I'm toting a rocket
Pop it, pop it, don't try to judge, please don't knock it
[Verse 2]
Free Lil' Guapa, got stomped out bad with my Nikes
How many times I done been on your block makin' multiple movies? No Spike Lee
I don't care if she live with the opps 'cause she fuck with my style and I think that she like me (What?)
Oh, she the setup? I bet she get wet up, I'm lovin' opp hoes, they excite me
Most of the times that we link up, always be havin' my shiesty
Bust down Carti' on me, bitch, don't touch, this shit was pricey
She know that she really toxic, no, I can't stop it, she really feisty
I think I'm addicted to fuckin', you know I'm not chuggin', got squirt on my white tee
[Intro]
Ayo, Kezzy
Ayo, Kezzy, this shit got me trippin'
Pull up to the crib
Like, basically, I'm 'bout to just beat this ****'s ass
I'ma make these **** stop playin' with me
[Outro]
Kenny Capone, let him know that my hands really lethal, like
How-how many times did I see you? Twice
Both of the times, I just beat you, TECs, clips see-through
I know you was mad when you seent that we peeped you
If-if you still feelin' a way, we could link broad day, send the addy, I'll meet you
Ain't really much I can say, you ain't run away, got stomped by my feet, too
And you got beat with the, shh, you knew what it was, we couldn't delete you
Written by: WhoRunIt Records
