A2

Hold up run that shit back bro
Yeah
You know it's some old time vibes

YWB You know the rhythm that's on me
Imma rap to the beat snap Your fingers stomp Yo feet
When I'm in town don't make no plans
Just stomp Your feet and clap Your hands

Walking down main street with my crew
I don't see nobody fuh-fuh-fucking with You
So I pick You up and I spin You round
I said spin that ass and bus it to the ground
Yeah the time is about 6:34
I sleep in money Brodie cuz I ain't fucking poor
I'm from the double A so I don't fuck with what You say
Unless I'm fucking with a druggie that just got fucking played

I said I'm from A2 not that it matters to You
Nobody gives a shit if what You spitting is true
Like Ayo and Teo I'm a one package bitch
I had to cut off my exes couldn't hold down a snitch

You want my brother yeah You got me
Yeah You're damn right we refused to take the plea
We said we gonna win this bitch and fuck it down
While this court case keeps all ten toes on the ground

Yeah fuck the case
Fuck the race too

Yo all my kids I know You hearing this beat
I said snap Your finger and stomp Your feet
If God got us then we gonna have fun
We gon clap our hands they probably finna go numb

Yeah I was meeting my homie just for the night
My hitman told me his last job was too light
So I gave him sum I knew he couldn't do
I said stop the hate and turn off the beef stew

This ain't no Hayden K cuz I ain't steal yo fucking bae
Ain't some Young Cosby either not asking shorties for they weight
Just a warning I had to send You best believe this ain't the end
Oh real sorry bout that Charlie I just stole Your girlfriend

Yeah how You like that?
The man himself eh?



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Writer(s): Ywb Philly
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