crashers!
Simply andrew did the best
(Woah)
(Woah)
NineP on this beat we flowin' again
People be hittin' up my line again
I be reachin' for the top, no stop
Fuckin' yo thot while I'm shootin' my shots
(What?) (what?) (what?) (what?)
Pullin' out the stacks bad bruci bread for head
I don't want no groupies so if I leave it's for the checks
You got some fuckin' bums, hit your hoe, we gonna have sex
Keep hatin', we gonna give you techno specs
I don't know why you guys hate that I'm next
Yo' bitch in this Crib, so I might just flex
But tell me I use effects and I might just say
(What?) (what?) (what?) (what?)
Me and simply andrew we poppin' off on this beat
While declining all yo texts she sayin im next
I said yes, and I'm ballin' like Dairy Rose
My band's gettin' closer, I'm a donor
She tryna get closer, but she too flat I ain't even gonna bone her
And after all that, I'm still finna say this while doin' my dance
NineP on this beat we flowin' again
Why my fake friends tryna hit my line again
I be reachin' for the top, no stop
Fuckin' yo thot while I'm shootin' my shots
(Hmm) (Hmm)
(Never stop)
(Fuckin' yo thot)
(While I'm shooting my shots)
(Shooting my shots)
(Nahhhhh) (Hmm hmm)
(Woah) (Woah)
(Woah)
(Woah)
NineP on this beat we flowin' again
People be hittin' up my line again
I be reachin' for the top, no stop
Fuckin' yo thot while I'm shootin' my shots
(What?) (what?) (what?) (what?)
Pullin' out the stacks bad bruci bread for head
I don't want no groupies so if I leave it's for the checks
You got some fuckin' bums, hit your hoe, we gonna have sex
Keep hatin', we gonna give you techno specs
I don't know why you guys hate that I'm next
Yo' bitch in this Crib, so I might just flex
But tell me I use effects and I might just say
(What?) (what?) (what?) (what?)
Me and simply andrew we poppin' off on this beat
While declining all yo texts she sayin im next
I said yes, and I'm ballin' like Dairy Rose
My band's gettin' closer, I'm a donor
She tryna get closer, but she too flat I ain't even gonna bone her
And after all that, I'm still finna say this while doin' my dance
NineP on this beat we flowin' again
Why my fake friends tryna hit my line again
I be reachin' for the top, no stop
Fuckin' yo thot while I'm shootin' my shots
(Hmm) (Hmm)
(Never stop)
(Fuckin' yo thot)
(While I'm shooting my shots)
(Shooting my shots)
(Nahhhhh) (Hmm hmm)
(Woah) (Woah)
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Writer(s): Sirus Dearmore
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