S.O.S.F

Yeah Yeah
I'm about to stand on some furniture
Flexing so damn hard damn near caught a hernia
Chopper in the closet that bitch came from Narnia
Nigga run in here ain't no damn warning ya
I don't want your ho wouldn't let her top me up
When I shop for clothes know I cop the finer stuff
You and all your friends cool but I got the finer one
Nigga can't touch it gone have to find him one

Nigga try and test it and his momma gone have to find her son
Man I hate when niggas think we even cause I'm not the one
I got 5 guys rolling with me nigga like a burger bun
You get fried fried cooked just like a dinner talking out your lung
Got no hoes up in your section might as well head home
I stand on everything I said like my legs strong
Shawty hella freaky trying to sneak me in her bedroom
Heard I'm in her city want to see me better book a show

Yeah Yeah
I'm about to stand on some furniture
Flexing so damn hard damn near caught a hernia
Chopper in the closet that bitch came from narnia
Nigga run in here ain't no damn warning ya
I don't want your ho wouldn't let her top me up
When I shop for clothes know I cop the finer stuff
You and all your friends cool but I got the finer one
Nigga can't touch it gone have to find him one



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Writer(s): B Jalloh
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