Intro

Yeaaa
GR
Sosa Baby yeaa
Lets Go

My neck my wrist is frozen (Yeaa)
Look like I jumped out the mfn ocean
Shawty wanna fuck but she want me for my tokens
I could never do that I gotta stay focus
Niggas be hating I know that I'm chosen (Huh)
They be watching while I'm trynna count up
Choppa big as hell had to mount up (Daamn)
To much water swore that I would drown yea (Oh no)

Smokin jatic while I count up (Count up)
Fucking bitches by the hour (Yea)
Then we leave em looking sour
You bitches so bummy I promise (I promise)
Stackin the doe up I bring all the comas
Strap sound like a drummer (Yea)
Look at yo girl that bitch is a runna
But say she like no otha

Like no other
Giving me brain like a damn concussion
Running through the hundits like oh its nun
Put the gun down pussy why you bluffing (Haaa)
She like the way that I put that shit on
I'm killing verses every time on a song
I'm bussing her brains I'm all in her jaws
Hit from the back like a round of applause (Oh)

Hit from the back like a round of applause
Me an my lil brodie we shop in the mall
All of these diamonds they shine and they gloss
I'm dressed in Givenchy we having a ball
Don't get to close or we knocking you off
Man in the middle no we want ya boss
I cannot love on a bitch leave ha lost (Yeaa)
Spend all this cash in a boast

My neck my wrist is frozen (Yeaa)
Look like I jumped out the mfn ocean
Shawty wanna fuck but she want me for my tokens
I could never do that I gotta stay focus
Niggas be hating I know that I'm chosen (Huh)
They be watching while I'm trynna count up
Choppa big as hell had to mount up (DAMN)
To much water swore that I would drown yea (Oh No)



Credits
Writer(s): James Dewitt Yancey, Joseph Anthony Fiddler
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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