Lyrics: 7Roy
Music: 7Roy/A-VEN
Arranger: 7Roy/A-VEN
Psst, I see dead people
Deebo, any rap nigga, he a free throw
Man down, call an amberlamps, tell him," Breathe, bro"
Nail a nigga to the cross, he walk around like Teezo
What's up with these jabroni- ass niggas tryna see Compton?
The industry can hate me,****'em all and they mama
How many opps you really got? I mean,it's too many options
I'm finna pass on this body,I'm John Stockton
Beat your ass andhidetheBibleifGodwatchin'
Sometimes you gotta pop out and show niggas
Certified boogeyman,I'm the onethatupthescorewith'em
Walk him down, whole time I know he got some ho in him
Pole on him, extort shit, bully, Death Row on him
Say, Drake,Ihearyoulike'em young
You better not ever go to cell block one
To any bitch that talk to him and they in love
Justmakesureyouhideyourlil' sister from him
They tell me Chubbs the only one that get your hand- me- downs
And Party at the party,playin' with his nose now
And Baka got a weird case, why is he around?
Certified Lover Boy? Certified pedophiles
Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, Dot,****'em up
Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop,I'ma do my stuff
Whyyoutrollin' like a bitch?Ain't you tired?
Trynastrikeachordandit's probably A- Minor
Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, Dot,****'em up
Say, Drake,Ihearyoulike'em young
You better not ever go to cell block one
To any bitch that talk to him and they in love
Just makesureyouhideyourlil' sister from him
They tell me Chubbs the only one that get your hand- me- downs
And Party at the party,playin' with his nose now
And Baka got a weird case, why is he around?
Certified Lover Boy? Certified pedophiles
Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, Dot,****'em up
Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop,I'ma do my stuff
Whyyoutrollin' like a bitch?Ain't you tired?
Trynastrikeachordandit's probably A- Minor
They not like us, they not like us, they not like us
They not like us, they not like us, they not like us