Hopscotch (Intro)

My coupe
Droptop
Pull up on me and get pop, pop
I need my bread that's off top
I aint gon play about my Guap
Theses niggaz know how I rock
Trap stay jumpin like hopscotch
These niggaz mad cuz I came from the bottom
Now a nigga in the top spot

I'm about a check
I just wanna check
Diamonds on my wrist
Diamonds on my neck
Aquafina chain so my diamonds looking wet
Boy you niggaz lame chasing bitches I chase checks
Bet
And I make promises ion make threats
Won't hesitate to draw down on you niggaz like a sketch
I'm with my dawg, Yeah that's my dawg
Yeah that's my dawg but he don't fetch
And I got migos
No not takeoff I might take off on a jet

Go get some money watch these niggaz say you acting different
It's just that they acting the same and I think that's the difference
Why I'm outlasting niggaz
Ion know who gassed you niggaz
Y'all some ol passive niggaz
Ion put nothing past you niggaz

My heart so cold I aint got no love
I aint got no passion nigga
And ion put my money in no counter im old fashioned nigga
And I still got old hundreds put up
That's right I stashed em nigga
So if I fuck that up ima bounce right back
Just like elastic nigga

My coupe
Droptop
Pull up on me and get pop, pop
I need my bread that's off top
I aint gon play about my Guap
Theses niggaz know how I rock
Trap stay jumpin like hopscotch
These niggaz mad cuz I came from the bottom
Now a nigga in the top spot

Niggaz hate it
Fuck em
Cuz bitch I made it
That nigga snitchin he went and made aofficial statement
We in two different places
Black car it's not Caucasian
Aye bruh do me a favor
Quit hating and go get some paper
Yeah, I'm in this bitch with the killers real niggaz the dealers and takers
Yeah, and we hit the mall in LA like Lebron and ball like the Lakers
Yeah, and we gon keep dropping this real shit cuz them niggaz some fakers
Yeah, and we gon continue to build shit cuz they trying to break us

I pull up to the lot witta lot of that guap
Yeah I come witta lot of that paper
If I try it right now
Ima buy it right now
I aint coming to buy that shit later
Lookin like I'm fresh outta the fader
I don't do old hundreds count only blue faces
I got these Niggaz mad cuz I went got that bag and im Bustin all on they boo faces
Give a fuck bout the dough that you making
My paper don't fold gotta go in suitcases
But not one
Gotta go in two cases
My car so fast they think I go and do races
Fucked her and dipped cuz that hoe was too basic
You fucked her and kept her turned her to ur lady
I'm still makin flips like a Nextel 880
I'm still makin flips like a Nextel 880

My coupe
Droptop
Pull up on me and get pop, pop
I need my bread that's off top
I aint gon play about my Guap
Theses niggaz know how I rock
Trap stay jumpin like hopscotch
These niggaz mad cuz I came from the bottom
Now a nigga in the top spot



Credits
Writer(s): Ced Spitta
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