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Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Casey Jones
Songwriter
Lyrics
(Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop)
(Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop)
(Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop)
(Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop)
Put a lump on a pussy, he a dolphin, ay
Put that pussy in the ground, I had to off him, ay
Put a lump on a pussy, he a dolphin, ay
Put that pussy in the ground, we had to off 'em, ay
Even my fiends got bodies (bodies)
Got me chopping bricks like karate (whoa)
I'm selling **** cut like Bobby
****, you get Whitney'd if you try me
'Cause I'm hitting like Wendy's, giving these **** .44s
Tell 'em to his face he a dirty ass foe
I'm from the gritty ass Bronx, so I gotta keep a pole (keep it still)
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up
If we got beef, pussy (pussy)
It's RIP, pussy, (bop, bop, pussy)
That Glock is on me, pussy (pussy)
Give smoke for free, pussy (pussy)
Watch a lil' **** get hit, lil' **** talking that shit
Runnin' your mouth on that live
Well, you pussy ass **** make sure you got a blick
**** be fans like a bitch
Them fans on ya 'Gram get you hit (get you clapped, ****)
Fuck yo' homie, he dead (fuck yo' homie)
Now a young **** get lit, now a young **** get lit
Now a young **** get lit, talkin' that shit
Got your bitch on my dick
(I wanna love you)
(I wanna love you)
(I wanna love you)
(Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop)
Written by: Casey Jones, Jackson Tate Jones, Malcolm Jones, Tyler Jones, Tyler Okonma