Stop Looking For This

Gun to da hip
A gift for da kids
You aint investin'
Stop looking for this

Run out a bitch
Then flaunt to his Ms.
My mama wanna go and-
Tiktok this shit

Flooded the face
Wipe blood off his face
The western, killers
They might walk out this case

Make it brief
Til' them courts rallying
Tipped the hat,
Then riding offa stallion

1996, I'm riding Broncos
Acting sour, do they want da head honcho?
Market this shit, you might see me on Hundos
I'm the land-lord, I ain't talking 'bout condos

40 thousand acre yard sale
I'm taking planets, its like Mars still
Tell that toxic victim, you ain't mine still
When da margins million, cut to my cell

Off-shore, like I'm that Western bitch,
I never meant to offend ya bitch, I'm just that better bitch, so what up bitch?
I'm the Messi, of that Massi Canyon
Abduct her breast, like alien

I had 47 issues, conjuring
But then we took flight, no economy
Man these PJ's so accomadating
Stars up, it's a better me

Please can you stop
Looking for this
Air-fair and dine 'em
Lady don't bitch...

Gun to da hip
A gift for da kids
You aint investin'
Stop looking for this

Run out a bitch
Then flaunt to his Ms.
My mama wanna go and-
Tiktok this shit

Flooded the face
Wipe blood off his face
The western, killers
They might walk out this case

Make it brief
Til' them courts rallying
Tipped the hat,
Then riding offa stallion



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Greco
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