Lyrics

Ain't nobody gone mufucken stop me
hop on the beat like i'm kick buttowski
Stepped on the scene my **** got rowdy
and of cause we be keeping it saucy
dripping so hard these **** been drowning
Jim Carey these **** been clowning
Pussy boy better check my surroundings
Got the team on a set on a mountain
Couple stacks in my hand I be counting
Once I get the money bitch I'm bouncing
**** watching on me like they scouting
Wanna know why I sound so resounding
Pour a 4 in my liter I'm dousing
Take a sip of my cup and get drowsy
Pussy boy I swear you cannot find me
But somehow I keep bitches around me
And I still keep the drip like a fountain
Finna keep a X like i'm malcom
And another X like its custom
Run it up all the way to the coffin
Stack it up just for me and my offspring
Call me Sir Griffith I be bossing
Yeah my crew the new BandoftheHawk
And no we dont fuck with the cops
Got a glizzy aiming at the opp
Written by: Quincy The Lame
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