Loopy

If i don't got the chop i ain't panicking
You don't want no smoke cause my hands is damaging
On my block we keep tools like a handyman
All my ns be jugging and clapping and slapping sh*t

We making a movie
Yo b*tch a groupie
Ya ns mad
Cause my ns LOOPY

We making a movie
Yo b*tch a groupie
Ya ns mad
Cause my ns LOOPY

MaYeN shining like them vvs
Juggin d ing up them ccs
Ns mad they cant see me
They shorty's got us on repeat

I'm above and they all beneath
Did my job i got the receits
Bout to be the man in these streets
Got that fire if u need heat

Fuck they talkin bout we da shit
All them suckas bout to fuckin quit
They shortys suckin fuckin doin splits
Tell them haters they could suck a dick

We the littest niggas that i know
It aint nothing i bag ya hoe
If you mad then pussy throw the hands
All im sayin nigga dont get blammed

Lil b*tch with the sh*t she gon' gimme the drop
Call me on facetime the reg sh*t hot
If we talking a bag we be touching alot
Wiping the spot i ain't talking a mop
Never slippin and sliding
My ns be riding
Bending ya block
Put one in ya noggin
Talking too hot
Them ns start mobbing

Ns aint f*cking with me
Cant fuck with the team
From the floss to the bush to the heights to the east

Ns stay mad they aint gettin no breesh
Pockets real heavy so you know she gon' treesh

All these ns b*tches we f*cked
Wxrlxrdz taking over so you know your time is up
Big dogs riding with me
All the opps is lil pups
With the hands i get busy
Lil na you out of luck

If i don't got the chop i ain't panicking
You don't want no smoke cause my hands is damaging
On my block we keep tools like a handyman
All my ns be jugging and clapping and slapping sh*t

We making a movie
Yo b*tch a groupie
Ya ns mad
Cause my ns LOOPY

We making a movie
Yo b*tch a groupie
Ya ns mad
Cause my ns LOOPY



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Writer(s): Chris G
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