Different Frequencies

I had to get it now I'm poppin and I'm doin thangs
And we some road rovers, and we just need a range
And now she doin something strange
For a good, piece of, change
I'm off that high frequency, turn up my tweeters
And now she hot n ready, just like lil caesars
Pop it, drop it, now shake it, now ouu
Now pop it, now drop it, now shake it, now ouu

And I ain't talking magazines
But trust is my issue
I trust you bout as far as I can throw a tissue
And meeting me without a mask, I'ma dismiss you
That bih gave me top, now she about to kiss you
Now that's another issue
Now go ahead and read up
Got her in my room
Becuz she heard that I re'd up
Fed her to the streets becuz u know I keep it G'd up
Don't try to come between my money
You gon need jesus, Not yeezus
Now get on your knees us, and please us
Now, don't roll them leaves up
Roll them trees up
Hard shit and pressure is the only thing that breeds us
Ya bitch

I had to get it now I'm poppin and I'm doin thangs
And we some road rovers, and we just need a range
And now she doin something strange
For a good, piece of, change
I'm off that high frequency, turn up my tweeters
And now she hot n ready, just like lil caesars
Pop it, drop it, now shake it, now ouu
Now pop it, now drop it, now shake it, now ouu

Now why you ducking me
This ain't a game of goose
That's all it took for your girl to come over and get loose
And now she in my ear
Now she tellin' me the truth
And yea I know it hurt
But what u wanna do
And don't hate the game nigga
Hate me, I feed off it dawg
Yea that's my energy
It's always on my plate
Yea I love to eat it up
Like capcom games
Yea I like to beat it up
And now I'm in the zone
I got here on my own
And Ima dog bih
Just lookin for my bone
Im in the himalyas
I'm chillin like Jerome
And I'ma do you like Martin
Get out of my home



Credits
Writer(s): Blake Abelard
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