DB Cooper (feat. IAMSWAVEY)
Groovy Soprano only thing I know
Hop in da jet like I'm D B Cooper
I need the money like DB Cooper
She wondering why she ain't fuck with me sooner
Idk
But I need a brand new coupe
And I'm with the troop like a mother fucking oopa
I don't know what I'm sipping but I need 2 cups
Threw a KD in the blunt this shit too stuffed
Hit from the back she saying that's it too much
I pop a weed can like it's tuna
Pussy ain't workin no more need a tune up
I heard ya new shit get ya tunes up
Niggas ain't built like me get ya groove up
Julio smooth she saying that I'm smoother
Heart on froze left that shit in the cooler
Said that she love me I think it's to soon
But I think it's to
I'm in my prime make a pussy twitch
I'm getting money I'm feeling like Mitch
Eating expensive 200 a dish
She fell in love wanna have my kids
She talking like Ray J asked for one wish
I got some splash to match the splash
Told em to blue eyes white dragon the wrist
After the club we right back to the crib
Told her to bring over couple of friends
Knew she was freak by the tat a on her ribs
After round one she tapping in her friend
She brought another & another & another
Tappin In my man's
He ain't my brother
I can't trust em
He a opp I'm smokin on his friends
He a gangsta only for the gram
Bad bitches hear my songs and wanna dance
Story get told but it never end
Top boy but I'm not from the ends
Shout out my brudda Swavey that's my twin
When we together like ryu & ken
I got a litttle baddie from the west end
She love to eat Dick up like it's breakfast
Hurd I'm a opp now and I ain't stressing
Yeah I was in ya hood and I ain't check in
Boy if you reach then I teach you a lesson
Groove on my body she like how I'm dressing
Gave me the neck so I bought her a necklace
Came to the party cause they sent the check in
If they ask who it's big groove in attendance
I seen the baddie you with off the let in
Think it's the same baddie that I left with
Hop out the jet like I'm DB Cooper
I need the money like DB Cooper
She wonder why she ain't eat me sooner
I don't know but I need a brand new Ruger
& they know I'm in the coupe with the shooters
That's four gorillas we sliding like troopers
I'm in the building like I know the super
She love when I dive in don't need me no scuba
Don't play with that boy that's a crime
Are you dumb must be out of your mind
Make it (Boom) when it spit we don't miss no rewind
Couple Gunna's wit me & we still moving slime
You ain't gang you can't chill you can't hang with me no
Kinda feeling like Keef cause that bang on me go
Found out that he on one now they playin me close
Can't get mad at the love this the life that we chose
Fuck it
Come wit' who you come wit'
Valentino belt shirt gettin' tucked in
All white ups just to match wit' the bucket
No thanksgiving' go ham for the stuffing' damn
Put his block on a tee just for chucking'
Fuck a bungee that boy got it jump in go
Greg that's my ace we like Kobe and Shaq
He don't drop when we spin then we doubling back
Hop in da jet like I'm D B Cooper
I need the money like DB Cooper
She wondering why she ain't fuck with me sooner
Idk
But I need a brand new coupe
And I'm with the troop like a mother fucking oopa
I don't know what I'm sipping but I need 2 cups
Threw a KD in the blunt this shit too stuffed
Hit from the back she saying that's it too much
I pop a weed can like it's tuna
Pussy ain't workin no more need a tune up
I heard ya new shit get ya tunes up
Niggas ain't built like me get ya groove up
Julio smooth she saying that I'm smoother
Heart on froze left that shit in the cooler
Said that she love me I think it's to soon
But I think it's to
I'm in my prime make a pussy twitch
I'm getting money I'm feeling like Mitch
Eating expensive 200 a dish
She fell in love wanna have my kids
She talking like Ray J asked for one wish
I got some splash to match the splash
Told em to blue eyes white dragon the wrist
After the club we right back to the crib
Told her to bring over couple of friends
Knew she was freak by the tat a on her ribs
After round one she tapping in her friend
She brought another & another & another
Tappin In my man's
He ain't my brother
I can't trust em
He a opp I'm smokin on his friends
He a gangsta only for the gram
Bad bitches hear my songs and wanna dance
Story get told but it never end
Top boy but I'm not from the ends
Shout out my brudda Swavey that's my twin
When we together like ryu & ken
I got a litttle baddie from the west end
She love to eat Dick up like it's breakfast
Hurd I'm a opp now and I ain't stressing
Yeah I was in ya hood and I ain't check in
Boy if you reach then I teach you a lesson
Groove on my body she like how I'm dressing
Gave me the neck so I bought her a necklace
Came to the party cause they sent the check in
If they ask who it's big groove in attendance
I seen the baddie you with off the let in
Think it's the same baddie that I left with
Hop out the jet like I'm DB Cooper
I need the money like DB Cooper
She wonder why she ain't eat me sooner
I don't know but I need a brand new Ruger
& they know I'm in the coupe with the shooters
That's four gorillas we sliding like troopers
I'm in the building like I know the super
She love when I dive in don't need me no scuba
Don't play with that boy that's a crime
Are you dumb must be out of your mind
Make it (Boom) when it spit we don't miss no rewind
Couple Gunna's wit me & we still moving slime
You ain't gang you can't chill you can't hang with me no
Kinda feeling like Keef cause that bang on me go
Found out that he on one now they playin me close
Can't get mad at the love this the life that we chose
Fuck it
Come wit' who you come wit'
Valentino belt shirt gettin' tucked in
All white ups just to match wit' the bucket
No thanksgiving' go ham for the stuffing' damn
Put his block on a tee just for chucking'
Fuck a bungee that boy got it jump in go
Greg that's my ace we like Kobe and Shaq
He don't drop when we spin then we doubling back
Credits
Writer(s): Messiah Tate
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