Blur

Spitting game I'm in her mind yeah
Smoking so much hold up (I can't breathe yeah)

Smoking so much hold up I can't breathe yeah
Drinking so much hold up I can't see yeah
I been sitting here I'm spitting game I'm in her mind yeah
I found out what she need I took the time yeah
Speeding on the freeway just so I could pass the time yeah
Swerving and I'm drunk off this Henny I'm feeling fine yeah
Pour it in a simply exotic backwood I'm high yeah
Shake it fast she dropping it fast she trying to get a bag
Little baby run it up baby run it up
I see you trying get a bag you don't give a fuck
Little baby run it up baby run it up
I see you trying to get a bag you don't give a fuck
Run it up

She shaking ass in my face while I'm sitting here
Thinking about make a play
She said baby I don't care what you do
As long as you make sure you safe
Down on my dick and she ride for a nigga
So I ain't really thinking about her being snake
She throwing the stacks in the safe
We double up stack it all day yeah
Told little mama you fuck with me
Then you gonna need some knee pads
Militant but feeling elegant
Told her to pour me some Henny in a wine glass
Told her if you stay loyal I'll treat you royal
And you won't worry about price tags
Take off we off first class
Then speed off in that C-Class yeah
Put you up in diamonds look at them do double dutch yeah
I just had this cup of lean and backwood just for brunch yeah
Pull up with a bag I told her I just had a hunch yeah
Decoded the Matrix Neo reverse I'm the one yeah

Smoking so much hold up I can't breathe yeah
Drinking so much hold up I can't see yeah
I been sitting here I'm spitting game I'm in her mind yeah
I found out what she need I took the time yeah
Speeding on the freeway just so I could pass the time yeah
Swerving and I'm drunk off this Henny I'm feeling fine yeah
Pour it in a simply exotic backwood I'm high yeah
Shake it fast she dropping it fast she trying to get a bag
Little baby run it up baby run it up
I see you trying get a bag you don't give a fuck
Little baby run it up baby run it up
I see you trying to get a bag you don't give a fuck
Run it up

Money watch it dance on my wrist like Tik-Tok
Haters they under my feet like flip-flops
Little nigga see you a snake so kick rocks
Kids they dance on her tongue like pop rocks
Internet thugs they always gonna talk about
When you gonna pop out
But when you pull around they call the cops out
Got no bite but always got a big mouth hmm damn
Ex keep hitting my phone spam
Smokey my Glock got no jam
R.I.P. Drakeo I'm spitting my flu flam
Put a bitch on the corner like a news stand
I want them twenties them fifties them hundreds
Like this shit is Rush Hour and my name Juntao
I got a bad bitch she dropping it low for a nigga
And popping that shit on a handstand
Hit up the plug I knew that he'd show me love
I'm about to run it up
Reup with my seat back my feet up
I'm about to smoke up yeah
Pistol on my lap just in case the opps come and pull up yeah
I just left that boy in a shit bag you need some pull-ups

Smoking so much hold up I can't breathe yeah
Drinking so much hold up I can't see yeah
I been sitting here I'm spitting game I'm in her mind yeah
I found out what she need I took the time yeah
Speeding on the freeway just so I could pass the time yeah
Swerving and I'm drunk off this Henny I'm feeling fine yeah
Pour it in a simply exotic backwood I'm high yeah
Shake it fast she dropping it fast she trying to get a bag
Little baby run it up baby run it up
I see you trying get a bag you don't give a fuck
Little baby run it up baby run it up
I see you trying to get a bag you don't give a fuck
Run it up



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Writer(s): Jeremy Hall
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