Certified
Uhh uh uh
Uhh uh uh
Uhh uh uh
Mm Mm
I'm just a certified shit popper
I can't keep a hoe so I'm a certified bitch hopper
You can catch me posted wit them automatic switch glockers
Tuck yo gun deep in yo pants cause I be round some pick pockets
All this rap shit sound the same these niggas can't even switch topics
All this shit so ABC
Think me and my niggas ain't gon make it tell em wait and see
Tried to lock us out the industry we went and made a key
If you ain't my gang I don't do features less you pay the fee
Naw I can't do this shit off love
Just cause he got a Glock up on his hip don't make that bitch a thug
I been slick wit hoes never had to reach out to get no hug
She like my demeanor she love the fact ion give no fuck
Baby this just who I am
Tryna knock me off on my way up I don't care who I slam
Anything but selfish you can't say Ian help who I can
Like our defense good Ian never gon question who my man's
If I shoot he played so ion give no fuck bout who I blam
You heard that
That mean if I come off the hip wit this he deserve that
I was really outside you could catch me where the curb at
Bitch thought I was stupid had to ask her where ha nerve at
I'm on my way to the top look for me where the birds at
And I'm takin all my niggas wit me
It's a 30 on this Glock and this ar came wit a 50
All my niggas blow exotic woods I'm ridin round wit hippies
60 shots up in this glee feel like I'm ridin round wit nipsey
I been had a hustle
Too important to be punchin shit I don't know how to tussle
Shoutout Gutta anything I got I got it off the muscle
So don't go round sayin you gave me shit
It was just me and lil Curtis sharin clothes to make a fit
Aye Aye
Sharing clothes to make a fit
It was just me and my cousin sharing clothes to make a fit
Mm Aye
Sharing clothes to make a fit
Aye Aye Aye Uh
I'm just a certified shit popper
I can't keep a hoe so I'm a certified bitch hopper
You can catch me posted wit them automatic switch glockers
Tuck yo gun deep in yo pants cause I be round some pick pockets
All this rap shit sound the same these niggas can't even switch topics
All this shit so ABC
Think me and my niggas ain't gon make it tell em wait and see
Tried to lock us out the industry we went and made a key
If you ain't my gang I don't do features less you pay the fee
Aye Aye, features less you what what
I don't do features less you pay the fee
I don't do features less you payin me
Aye, I don't do features less you payin me
Uhh uh uh
Uhh uh uh
Mm Mm
I'm just a certified shit popper
I can't keep a hoe so I'm a certified bitch hopper
You can catch me posted wit them automatic switch glockers
Tuck yo gun deep in yo pants cause I be round some pick pockets
All this rap shit sound the same these niggas can't even switch topics
All this shit so ABC
Think me and my niggas ain't gon make it tell em wait and see
Tried to lock us out the industry we went and made a key
If you ain't my gang I don't do features less you pay the fee
Naw I can't do this shit off love
Just cause he got a Glock up on his hip don't make that bitch a thug
I been slick wit hoes never had to reach out to get no hug
She like my demeanor she love the fact ion give no fuck
Baby this just who I am
Tryna knock me off on my way up I don't care who I slam
Anything but selfish you can't say Ian help who I can
Like our defense good Ian never gon question who my man's
If I shoot he played so ion give no fuck bout who I blam
You heard that
That mean if I come off the hip wit this he deserve that
I was really outside you could catch me where the curb at
Bitch thought I was stupid had to ask her where ha nerve at
I'm on my way to the top look for me where the birds at
And I'm takin all my niggas wit me
It's a 30 on this Glock and this ar came wit a 50
All my niggas blow exotic woods I'm ridin round wit hippies
60 shots up in this glee feel like I'm ridin round wit nipsey
I been had a hustle
Too important to be punchin shit I don't know how to tussle
Shoutout Gutta anything I got I got it off the muscle
So don't go round sayin you gave me shit
It was just me and lil Curtis sharin clothes to make a fit
Aye Aye
Sharing clothes to make a fit
It was just me and my cousin sharing clothes to make a fit
Mm Aye
Sharing clothes to make a fit
Aye Aye Aye Uh
I'm just a certified shit popper
I can't keep a hoe so I'm a certified bitch hopper
You can catch me posted wit them automatic switch glockers
Tuck yo gun deep in yo pants cause I be round some pick pockets
All this rap shit sound the same these niggas can't even switch topics
All this shit so ABC
Think me and my niggas ain't gon make it tell em wait and see
Tried to lock us out the industry we went and made a key
If you ain't my gang I don't do features less you pay the fee
Aye Aye, features less you what what
I don't do features less you pay the fee
I don't do features less you payin me
Aye, I don't do features less you payin me
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Writer(s): Bruce Walker Jr.
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