Lyrics: Elijah Quamina
Music: Elijah Quamina
[ Intro ]
Great John on the beat by the way
Fross
[ Chorus ]
I step on the scene and get to action (look)
Think a nigga using tactics
Done popped me a perc I'm getting active (look)
In this b***h no relaxing
You ain't getting no money quit the capping (huh)
That's re-up for the package
Be feeling like Dexter when I'm trapping (look)
In the lab I cook the magic
Nigga go get some money, why you crying?
You ain't spinning no blocks, why you lying?
When it start to get hot, niggas dying
Better cop you a chop and start to sliding
When this b***h give me top, she be wilding
Got her tongue on my d**k and she smiling
But I know that she with me 'cause I'm styling
If she think that she staying, shorty wilding
[Verse]
Nigga, Fross on top
Understand if you ain't with me
You're gonna fall right at the end (yeah, woah)
Nobody clutching the semi
You move funny, niggas gon' dance (yeah, woah)
A nigga just tryna see millies
Make up for them days I pretended (woah)
A nigga be feeling like Stewie
My dogs be with me no friends (yeah, woah)
Better get out of my face
Ain't taking no picture with hoes, you niggas is chopped
A nigga done hopped in the plane
Remember them days in the cold and tried not to hide
These gangsters be rats in the face
They front on the gram and get booked then talk to the cops
I told her I only need face
And if you ain't doing the gang, then get out the spot
Bro moved to their sides and sprayed
Then after I send them OT to get a new chop
You wanted to cheat it's okay
You know a nigga got hoes, you know I'm a thot
You wanted the crown but you late
If you tried to hop on the wave, then your gonna drown
These niggas ain't give me a plate
I went out, took my shit, ain't give a **** ho
[Chorus]
I step on the scene and get to action (look)
Think a nigga using tactics
Done popped me a perc I'm getting active (huh)
In this b***h no relaxing
You ain't getting no money quit the capping (huh)
That's re-up for the package
Be feeling like Dexter when I'm trapping (huh)
In the lab I cook the magic
Nigga go get some money, why you crying?
You ain't spinning no blocks, why you lying?
When it start to get hot, niggas dying
Better cop you a chop and start to sliding
When this b***h give me top, she be wilding
Got her tongue on my d**k and she smiling
But I know that she with me 'cause I'm styling
If she think that she staying, shorty wilding
Yeah that shorty wilding