Lyrics: Devanté Barrett/Sipho Tristan Ndhlovu/Louis Green
Music: Devanté Barrett/Sipho Tristan Ndhlovu/Louis Green
Oh you just might do me wrong
So I might start bussin heads
Baby I’m not what you want
You can love me when I’m dead
Need some chocolate on my arm
And a war crime on my neck
Bury me next to my stove
You ain’t seen no shit like this
Worlds always gon’ be spinning, spinning, spinning, spinning
Big blunts [It’s that time again] always burning, burning, burning, burning
[Yo]
Still Tippin like Mike Jones, Man I’m still tippin like Paul Wall
Still tryna pattern up all sorts
Still tryna break down more doors
Still had your girl on all fours (oh my god)
Still leave mans face on floor boards (b***h)
For some raw talk
True say they wanna chat like talk-sport
They wanna chat like more4
They wanna chat like talk show - protect your torso
Things rain down like Warzone
You don’t want that man I thought so
I don’t really want that neither
I just wanna **** up your speaker
Full time steezer, I can make her a believer
Believe in us tell ya bredrin hush
Believe in us tell ya bredrin hush
Believe in us tell ya bredrin hush
Believe in us tell ya bredrin hush
And it goes like
And it goes like
And it goes like
And it goes like
And it goes like
And it goes like
To the what what
Still Tippin’ like Mike Jones, I’m Still Tippin’ like Slim Thug
On some real stuff, I’m about mine don’t deal with no if buts
My ish different to run with, known for sweet ones and bumpers
Eating for the next 10 summers, like look at them numbers
Trust me cuz I ain’t one for opinions, like **** how your feeling
I ain’t one to stunt, Ive never done to begin with
My styles one in a million
I mean I’ve got styles they’ve never handled before
I’ve always got packs for the storm
See I don’t miss I’m Durant in the fourth
To the what what
Believe in us tell ya bredrin hush
Believe in us tell ya bredrin hush
Believe in us tell ya bredrin hush
And it goes like
And it goes like
And it goes like
And it goes like
And it goes like
And it goes like
Spinning, spinning, spinning spinning
Running, running, running, running
Spinning, spinning, spinning spinning
Running, running, running, running