Nhạc sĩ: Brian Todd Collins | Lời: Brian Todd Collins
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What you really, really want from me? Hatin' niggas, I'll run from you Why they always tryna come for me? Swear they wanna feel the jump, jump, jump What this bitch really want from me? We been here spendin' lunch money Go on here, drop it down for me And I'ma jump it, jump it, jump it, jump it, jump it Streets on lock, keys on drop I share that pizza pop, but please don't drop Streets so cold, nigga might need my coat Walkin' like Fifa 8-4, I don't even see my phone Oh, what you lookin' at me for? Blowin' on this C4 Bus swishin' like a freak ho Just leveled up with my cheat code Ball hard on my leash, dog niggas off leashes Champagne got a leak, just tell me jump and I'll leap Miss Karaoke, lip singin' After that, she Listerina They just gave me a check tonight I can handle any misdemeanor Knock, knock, *** your subpoena Pullin' up, no cold medina Cold nigga, flow fever Turn a 9-11 to a 4-suite I hold it down for my niggas Give them a pound and we twistin' Snakes in the grass and I'm hissin' They livin' lies and I'm a livin' legend What you really, really want from me? Hatin' niggas, I'll run from them Why they always tryna come for me? Swear they wanna feel the jump, jump, jumpin' What these bitches really want from me? We been here spendin' lunch money Go on ahead, drop it down for me And I'ma jump and jump and jump, jump, jump Streets so loud, keys on the drop I share that pizza pop, but please don't drop Streets so cold, nigga might need my coat Walkin' like Fifa 8-4, I don't even see my phone You know a nigga stay blunted, blunted In the city, tattin' on my stomach Dummy says, soon as niggas start actin' funny Throw twos up, bugs bunnin', bunnin' Girl, choose up and throw that cunnin', cunnin' I ain't even see that *** comin' Ass out like a plumber plumbin' Drop down and make that *** plumbin' Pay me somethin' but just leave me alone Money gettin' real, need it alone Ever since *** start goin' right I got a real hard time bein' wrong Niggas say they got a major key Still ain't even got a key to home Homies keep on tellin' me to stop Playin' with them, I'ma keep it goin' I hold it down for my niggas Give them a pound and we twistin' Snakes in the grass and I'm hissin' They livin' lies and I'm a livin' legend What you really, really want from me? Hatin' niggas, I run from it Why they always tryna come for me? Swear they wanna feel the jump, jump, jump What this bitch really want from me? We been here spendin' lunch money Go on here, drop it down for me And I'ma jump it, jump it, jump it, jump it, jump it Streets on lock, keys on drop I share that pizza pop, but please don't drop Streets so cold, nigga might need my coat Walkin' like thief, like folk, I don't even see my folks I don't even see my folks