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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Poppa
Lil Poppa
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Janarious Wheeler
Janarious Wheeler
Songwriter
Alex Tanner
Alex Tanner
Composer
Evgeniy Ermakov
Evgeniy Ermakov
Composer
Oritseniraro Bemigho-Amorighoye
Oritseniraro Bemigho-Amorighoye
Composer
Ajit B Handral
Ajit B Handral
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
alex made this beat
alex made this beat
Producer
Ob Mus1c
Ob Mus1c
Producer
Rich Keller
Rich Keller
Mixing Engineer
Colorado
Colorado
Producer
Earl E. Washington
Earl E. Washington
Recording Engineer
Prod. By AJ
Prod. By AJ
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
They done woke up a mad man
Tryna cancel that if a **** had plans
Can't answer that right now, I'm trappin'
You heard what happen to the last man
Oh, you didn't? Bet you can't ask him
I wish I wasn't a rapper, I'll tell ya, I ain't just rapping
[Chorus]
I told that ****
Mind over matter, that ho don't even matter
I already had her, I don't want her, you can have her
Told her I won't even sweat her, find somebody treat her better
I'm a dog and she love it
You don't act like a rapper at all, I know it, I'm thuggin'
No, I ain't been to sleep at all, I know it's the drugs
I peep the snake inside my blood, how I know if it's love
[Verse 1]
Fuck it, ****, that's what it is
I don't care what is was
Can't tell 'em chill, them **** wanna kill just because
I don't smoke Blacks for real, I'm on a pill, gotta boost the buzz
Just sittin' here thinking 'bout Busta, gon' smoke two for cuz
Pull up, hop out, I'm smoking fruity bub
Oh yes, I'm booded up
I'm asking who is her but the bitch already know it's us
Them **** been holding us but I been not giving a fuck
Can't stop sippin' the green
It's purple inside my cup
[PreChorus]
Now welcome to Wock on ice
She said, "That is not the color of no regular Sprite"
Just make sure you bring the cutter, we live a hell of a life
Just to go to hell and make it back, we pay a hell of a price
[PreChorus]
**** can't fuck wit me I still got the flames on me
[Chorus]
Mind over matter, that ho don't even matter
I already had her, I don't want her, you can have her
Told her I won't even sweat her, find somebody treat her better
I'm a dog and she love it
You don't act like a rapper at all, I know it, I'm thuggin'
No, I ain't been to sleep at all, I know it's the drugs
I peep the snake inside my blood, how I know if it's love
[Verse 2]
I'll chop the head off a snake, ****, don't make me
Bitch better pick another play 'fore she try to play me
Bitch, fuck what them numbers say, you cannot rate me
Just go get some money, babe, don't live your life on SayCheese
Tell 'em free dat ****, Squeeze (Free Squeeze)
Bitch, please
Quez got like seven bitches in here all on they knees
Pray these dollars don't bring problems, that some shit I don't need
Just for the shirt, a thousand dollars, and Connie got me spraying Creed on it
[PreChorus]
I mix the shit wit' weed
I woke up on a Percocet, I mix the shit wit' lean
I ain't really feel it workin' so I turnt up on a bean
See, he ain't know them boys was lurking, end up left burnt on the scene
You know my team supreme, I don't know 'bout that, ****, what you mean?
[Chorus]
Mind over matter, that ho don't even matter
I already had her, I don't want her, you can have her
Told her I won't even sweat her, find somebody treat her better
I'm a dog and she love it
You don't act like rapper at all, I know it, I'm thuggin'
No, I ain't been to sleep at all, I know it's the drugs
I peep the snake inside my blood, how I know if it's love
Written by: Ajit B Handral, Alex Tanner, Antonio Ari Ramos, Evgeniy Ermakov, Janarious Wheeler, Oritseniraro Bemigho-Amorighoye, Richard L Johns
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