They Thought It Was Over
You was thinkin' what I was thinkin
Then I'm the brain
Now lets grab pinky and run a train
Yall niggas be fake sick like school comin'
My game more ice cold cool runnings
My shit more John Blaze lets get paid
Large AP eat tight like two stomachs
Whole lotta muthafuckas talkin' right now
But they all pipe down when I ask who want it
Bleach stain niggas never comin' out
S.U who they worry bout
Coulda gave em 16 bars
But I chop down 8 like im tryn' move weight
Pullin' off the lot wit the cool pap plates
Got the cole slaw guts lil bbq paint
Met her at the spot took her out on a date
When it's time for fuck shorty tellin' me wait
And I aint got time for that
And I don't like quiet people neither
Nah they got mimes for that
And yall like actin' anyway
I like to air shit out and ventilate
I been a great
Get facts only when im talkin'
Spit 3 16's im Steve Austin
If its up for grabs the imma Moss them
Keep more green on me than Boston
Celtic cant help it
In the water wit a blunt call it Phelp'n (YEA)
Wanna settle but I wont cuz im selfish (YEA)
At the table wit a bitch eatin' shellfish (YEA)
Sushi niggas like who he
Meet her at the crib at about 2 3
Gotta text from a jawn it was grey poupon
And we all went together like BLT
Lame terms we made a sandwich
Kamm & Murph we do damage
Stand on earth and I aint plan it
But this my planet
And I treat it like canvas
Pampers diapers I wrap shit up
Not in reverse but I back shit up
If im gon' say it
Red shirt no I aint playin
Chillin like a villain all day in
Niggas better watch what they sayin'
Imma boy Damon
Ion fuck around on the weigh in
Out Las Vegas at the weigh in
Weighin' my options
Use to ride bikes thru Compton
High school was a fool
Thought I was poppin'
Same attitude now mission accomplished
Young niggas gettin' it poppin
Ran out the backfield
Then I hit Kamm wit the option
Before I die imma be top 10
You couldn't knocked him
Hard bars leavin' you boxed in
Like deadstock shoes or cereal options
My ex likin' pics I deleted the contact
Stand next to me and I might give you contact
Independent business I aint signin' a contract
Contract what's that ion want it
I stang these niggas when I buzz like a hornet
All offense when im in the office
Distribution all I really want bitch
Take precaution ion really wan kiss
Betta yet ya stalkin ion really wan hit
Flow be dolphin I be wavy all year
They Thought It Was Over
But I really wont give
A fuck or two bout you silly born kids
Coulda gave em 8
But thats just a light 6
A light 6
Coulda been heavy as yo momma
Then I'm the brain
Now lets grab pinky and run a train
Yall niggas be fake sick like school comin'
My game more ice cold cool runnings
My shit more John Blaze lets get paid
Large AP eat tight like two stomachs
Whole lotta muthafuckas talkin' right now
But they all pipe down when I ask who want it
Bleach stain niggas never comin' out
S.U who they worry bout
Coulda gave em 16 bars
But I chop down 8 like im tryn' move weight
Pullin' off the lot wit the cool pap plates
Got the cole slaw guts lil bbq paint
Met her at the spot took her out on a date
When it's time for fuck shorty tellin' me wait
And I aint got time for that
And I don't like quiet people neither
Nah they got mimes for that
And yall like actin' anyway
I like to air shit out and ventilate
I been a great
Get facts only when im talkin'
Spit 3 16's im Steve Austin
If its up for grabs the imma Moss them
Keep more green on me than Boston
Celtic cant help it
In the water wit a blunt call it Phelp'n (YEA)
Wanna settle but I wont cuz im selfish (YEA)
At the table wit a bitch eatin' shellfish (YEA)
Sushi niggas like who he
Meet her at the crib at about 2 3
Gotta text from a jawn it was grey poupon
And we all went together like BLT
Lame terms we made a sandwich
Kamm & Murph we do damage
Stand on earth and I aint plan it
But this my planet
And I treat it like canvas
Pampers diapers I wrap shit up
Not in reverse but I back shit up
If im gon' say it
Red shirt no I aint playin
Chillin like a villain all day in
Niggas better watch what they sayin'
Imma boy Damon
Ion fuck around on the weigh in
Out Las Vegas at the weigh in
Weighin' my options
Use to ride bikes thru Compton
High school was a fool
Thought I was poppin'
Same attitude now mission accomplished
Young niggas gettin' it poppin
Ran out the backfield
Then I hit Kamm wit the option
Before I die imma be top 10
You couldn't knocked him
Hard bars leavin' you boxed in
Like deadstock shoes or cereal options
My ex likin' pics I deleted the contact
Stand next to me and I might give you contact
Independent business I aint signin' a contract
Contract what's that ion want it
I stang these niggas when I buzz like a hornet
All offense when im in the office
Distribution all I really want bitch
Take precaution ion really wan kiss
Betta yet ya stalkin ion really wan hit
Flow be dolphin I be wavy all year
They Thought It Was Over
But I really wont give
A fuck or two bout you silly born kids
Coulda gave em 8
But thats just a light 6
A light 6
Coulda been heavy as yo momma
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Writer(s): Branden Dion Mcnair, Kameron Kristen Small
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