Sport
Yeah
Haha
This shit done gave me the motherfuckin' chills
Shit made my heart skip a motherfuckin' beat (Yeah, haha, yeah)
You niggas cannot see me
Beatin' y'all niggas up
I feel I was din-one bitch, I'm here now, you know what I'm sayin'?
(23 Knockin on the beat, ayy)
Yeah, I took off with this rappin' shit and turned it to a sport, mm
Fuck I look like chasin' hoes, bitch, that ain't important
Yeah, Rico, he a artist, still maneuver with his tool, yeah
He done got his check wrote down, lil' nigga act a fool
Pop so many choppas, that lil' nigga got a army
I like me them project bitches, never do the barbies
I don't tolerate no disrespect, just let me do my thing
I don't tolerate no disrespect, just let me do my thing
(That shit that simple)
Hottest in the city, we the talk around town
Yeah, get down or you lay down, either way we lay it down
Nah, she wasn't ready
So I took off in my Chevy
I been runnin' with them jackboys, no I can't even lie
And a nigga bet not play with me, I drop a check and bounce
Hold on, I can't get off-topic, you broke as hell, stop it
You broke as fuck, stop it
No I ain't watchin' yo pockets
Yeah, and this club a sea, you never can be me
Yeah, before the industry and Instagram, we kept it G
But anyway, it's who is me? Bitch, I'm Wop
The way I'm stackin' up my digits, I should go and punch the clock
Oppositions get no love, treat 'em bad
Hop out on that boy and beat his ass like I'm his dad
Yeah, I took off with this rappin' shit and turned it to a sport, mm
Fuck I look like chasin' hoes, bitch, that ain't important
Yeah, Rico, he a artist, still maneuver with his tool, yeah
He done got his check wrote down, lil' nigga act a fool
Pop so many choppas, that lil' nigga got a army
I like me them project bitches, never do the barbies
I don't tolerate no disrespect, just let me do my thing
I don't tolerate no disrespect, just let me do my thing
They say the beat goin' off
Fuck it, let me do my thing 'til it's off
Yeah, I got a-a cane and it's soft
Shh, ayy, quit playin' and it's on
(Let me hear that bitch)
(Yeah, keep all that)
(You got that too?)
(Okay, okay)
Haha
This shit done gave me the motherfuckin' chills
Shit made my heart skip a motherfuckin' beat (Yeah, haha, yeah)
You niggas cannot see me
Beatin' y'all niggas up
I feel I was din-one bitch, I'm here now, you know what I'm sayin'?
(23 Knockin on the beat, ayy)
Yeah, I took off with this rappin' shit and turned it to a sport, mm
Fuck I look like chasin' hoes, bitch, that ain't important
Yeah, Rico, he a artist, still maneuver with his tool, yeah
He done got his check wrote down, lil' nigga act a fool
Pop so many choppas, that lil' nigga got a army
I like me them project bitches, never do the barbies
I don't tolerate no disrespect, just let me do my thing
I don't tolerate no disrespect, just let me do my thing
(That shit that simple)
Hottest in the city, we the talk around town
Yeah, get down or you lay down, either way we lay it down
Nah, she wasn't ready
So I took off in my Chevy
I been runnin' with them jackboys, no I can't even lie
And a nigga bet not play with me, I drop a check and bounce
Hold on, I can't get off-topic, you broke as hell, stop it
You broke as fuck, stop it
No I ain't watchin' yo pockets
Yeah, and this club a sea, you never can be me
Yeah, before the industry and Instagram, we kept it G
But anyway, it's who is me? Bitch, I'm Wop
The way I'm stackin' up my digits, I should go and punch the clock
Oppositions get no love, treat 'em bad
Hop out on that boy and beat his ass like I'm his dad
Yeah, I took off with this rappin' shit and turned it to a sport, mm
Fuck I look like chasin' hoes, bitch, that ain't important
Yeah, Rico, he a artist, still maneuver with his tool, yeah
He done got his check wrote down, lil' nigga act a fool
Pop so many choppas, that lil' nigga got a army
I like me them project bitches, never do the barbies
I don't tolerate no disrespect, just let me do my thing
I don't tolerate no disrespect, just let me do my thing
They say the beat goin' off
Fuck it, let me do my thing 'til it's off
Yeah, I got a-a cane and it's soft
Shh, ayy, quit playin' and it's on
(Let me hear that bitch)
(Yeah, keep all that)
(You got that too?)
(Okay, okay)
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Terrell Thomas, Greg Sekeres, Darnell Disroe Ii
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2025 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.