HOP OFF

I'm high just like a starship
From the bottom where i started
Can't help i'm cold hearted
Attitude stank, like you farted
Hop in the car, and we taking off
All this hard work is paying off
All of your clout is fading off
Want attention from me, bitch hop off
Bitch hop off
Want attention from me, hop off
Bitch hop off
Want attention from me, hop off
I'm high just like a starship
From the bottom where i started
Can't help i'm cold hearted
Attitude stank, like you farted

And we runnin' it up
I like the pussy for breakfast, extra sticky, call it syrup
This ain't juice in my cup
Like the way you back it up
Talk too much, bitch shut up
Tryna go high, tryna rise up
Stacks on stacks
All you niggas do is slack
Told her bring that ass back
She make it clap, clap, clap, clap
Yuh
It's Rad, and Sir Abe
Bitch you left crumbs all on yo plate
If it ain't about bands, i gotta skate
She send a pic, i'm on my way
That's fax
Niggas don't got no home training, that's what they lack
You the king of this shit? that's cap
Every song you niggas put out, that shit be wack

I'm high just like a starship
From the bottom where i started
Can't help i'm cold hearted
Attitude stank, like you farted
Hop in the car, and we taking off
All this hard work is paying off
All of your clout is fading off
Want attention from me, bitch hop off
Bitch hop off
Want attention from me, hop off
Bitch hop off
Want attention from me, hop off
I'm high just like a starship
From the bottom where i started
Can't help i'm cold hearted
Attitude stank, like you farted

Huh, Huh
I bet shorty make it clap, huh
We finna slide
Shoot yo shorty, we put yo bitch in a pack, uh
I said hop off
I feel like bruce, get 'em dropped off
Malley brought moonrock, i might cough
Shoot at them niggas, tell Rad to drive off
Lean and perc's at the party
I'm getting high as shit
I'm getting racks, i might buy yo bitch
Never go broke, i'ma die rich
Feel like Lone, don't need no stylist
Cause this pack and AP turned me cold
You gon do what i say, no i can't be told
I put racks on the counter, yo bitch might fold
Got a fuck hit list, yo bitch my target
They gon' try they hardest
But they can't be us
I might buy a prada carpet
Why? Just because
I'm the captain, I'm the sergeant
I'm the leader
Rad and Sir abe in that car man
They gon see us

I'm high just like a starship
From the bottom where i started
Can't help i'm cold hearted
Attitude stank, like you farted
Hop in the car, and we taking off
All this hard work is paying off
All of your clout is fading off
Want attention from me, bitch hop off
Bitch hop off
Want attention from me, hop off
Bitch hop off
Want attention from me, hop off
I'm high just like a starship
From the bottom where i started
Can't help i'm cold hearted
Attitude stank, like you farted

Attitude stank, like you farted
Attitude stank, like you farted
Like you farted, yuh
You bitches are wack
You bitches wanna be Rad
You bitches are wack
You bitches wanna be Rad
You bitches wanna be Rad
You bitches wanna be Rad
You bitches are wack
You bitches are wack

Ah
Ahhh



Credits
Writer(s): Abe Elbalola
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