Tariq
I move smart like Tariq
Foreign lil bitch she a freak
Most of my so called opps some neeks - changing they opp every week
Claim he a shooter
That nigga must have a fetish he shootin at feet
What Lancey say?
You know that's you dickhead so don't bop your head to the beat
I move smart like Tariq
Foreign lil bitch she a freak
Most of my so called opps some neeks - changing they opp every week
Claim he a shooter
That nigga must have a fetish he shootin at feet
What Lancey say?
You know that's you dickhead so don't bop your head to the beat
I'm steppin in heavy
If he want the smoke, then I don't mind sharin
Never thought I'd see the day where I spend so much money without even carin
I hate when I shoot at the crowd, and then civilians start interferin
You couldn't afford my socks so trust me, don't stress about what I'm wearin
I got chickens inside of the coupe
heard your EP & that shit was poop
Think he pierre cuz he dragging a loop
spin his block yeah I'm loopin da loop
And they fully done got me on ten
I ain't even the type to be vexed
Best know that kamo come on in the function and I make the DJ start spinnin the decks
Oh my God - I know I shouldn't say the Lord's name in vain
But he did it again
He took him a L, yeah he did it again
Don't need a therapist
Posted outside & I'm smokin on pain
Never been cuffed
But this bad little bitch tryna keep me detained
I got eyes in the back of my head
Niggas some pigeons they all in my bread
BOP! BOP! Pulled off on back of a ped
Aw, he survived? I thought he was dead
Smokin daily I'm taking my meds, She cool but I'm taking her bestie instead
She gone gimme the top in the cubicle, she too impatient to get to the bed
I move smart like Tariq
Foreign lil bitch she a freak
Most of my so called opps some neeks - changing they opp every week
Claim he a shooter
That nigga must have a fetish he shootin at feet
What Lancey say?
You know that's you dickhead so don't bop your head to the beat
I move smart like Tariq
Foreign lil bitch she a freak
Most of my so called opps some neeks - changing they opp every week
Claim he a shooter
That nigga must have a fetish he shootin at feet
What Lancey say?
You know that's you dickhead so don't bop your head to the beat
Foreign lil bitch she a freak
Most of my so called opps some neeks - changing they opp every week
Claim he a shooter
That nigga must have a fetish he shootin at feet
What Lancey say?
You know that's you dickhead so don't bop your head to the beat
I move smart like Tariq
Foreign lil bitch she a freak
Most of my so called opps some neeks - changing they opp every week
Claim he a shooter
That nigga must have a fetish he shootin at feet
What Lancey say?
You know that's you dickhead so don't bop your head to the beat
I'm steppin in heavy
If he want the smoke, then I don't mind sharin
Never thought I'd see the day where I spend so much money without even carin
I hate when I shoot at the crowd, and then civilians start interferin
You couldn't afford my socks so trust me, don't stress about what I'm wearin
I got chickens inside of the coupe
heard your EP & that shit was poop
Think he pierre cuz he dragging a loop
spin his block yeah I'm loopin da loop
And they fully done got me on ten
I ain't even the type to be vexed
Best know that kamo come on in the function and I make the DJ start spinnin the decks
Oh my God - I know I shouldn't say the Lord's name in vain
But he did it again
He took him a L, yeah he did it again
Don't need a therapist
Posted outside & I'm smokin on pain
Never been cuffed
But this bad little bitch tryna keep me detained
I got eyes in the back of my head
Niggas some pigeons they all in my bread
BOP! BOP! Pulled off on back of a ped
Aw, he survived? I thought he was dead
Smokin daily I'm taking my meds, She cool but I'm taking her bestie instead
She gone gimme the top in the cubicle, she too impatient to get to the bed
I move smart like Tariq
Foreign lil bitch she a freak
Most of my so called opps some neeks - changing they opp every week
Claim he a shooter
That nigga must have a fetish he shootin at feet
What Lancey say?
You know that's you dickhead so don't bop your head to the beat
I move smart like Tariq
Foreign lil bitch she a freak
Most of my so called opps some neeks - changing they opp every week
Claim he a shooter
That nigga must have a fetish he shootin at feet
What Lancey say?
You know that's you dickhead so don't bop your head to the beat
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Writer(s): Keeley Ezeoguine
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