3rd Person (A)

Aye, aye, aye

Dead opps and Moonrock's this shit got me In outer space
Lately I been In the gym cause I been having too much cake
If you ain't talking about no guap boy then why you In my face
You need to get ya hoe boy she steady lurking on my page

Aint no limit to this motion shit I feel like Master P
Shoutout to whoever made this beat this bitch a masterpiece
Think about how it's going down If you ever think about sliming me
If you pictured right you saw your brains somewhere on the street (Bllldaaahh)

Steezyy got his foot on niggas neck's and he ain't letting up (He ain't letting up)
I to throw a perc inside her pussy It won't wet enough (It won't wet enough)
Shorty broke as fuck she want some bread then set a nigga up (Set a nigga up)
Heard the opps party dry as fuck we came and wet It up (Boom, boom)

Steezyy out here getting to a check ain't worried about a bitch (Ain't worried about a bitch)
If the laws come and snatch me up boy I ain't saying shit (I ain't saying nothing)
You put too much energy In hating that's why you not rich (That's why you not rich)
Scale stay broke his capping ass ain't never sold shit

I can blow a bag and show you how to get It right back (Get It right back)
Capping for these hoes but we know that you ain't like that (Boy you ain't like that)
I can kill this pussy nigga now where his wife at? (Where his wife at?)
Fuck a nigga bitch then send her back yeah Im like that (Yeah Im like that)

Skrt, skrt, I just pulled off wide body cat (Skrt, skrt)
Steezyy he keep setting new trends that boy a life hack (That boy a life hack)
Most these guns we got for free boy don't get your pipe snatched
I be on my own wave y'all be where the hype at (Where the hype at)

Aye, aye, skrt skrt, aye

Yop



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Writer(s): Keshawn Spencer
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