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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
UnoTheActivist
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Troy Lane
Lyrics
Lyrics
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ya yeah
(Omega)
Yeah (Omega)
Yeah ya ya ya yeah (Omega)
Omega Music Worldwide
Say hello to my lil’ friend.
(Hello)
I just might pop out on opps,
In Double R stick you can’t see through the tint.
I just might pop out on top, pop off that top & I pay for her rent.
I just might pop at a cop, Balenci too big I can’t hop over fence.
Please make it make sense.
.45 Colt ain’t talking no trench.
You gotta learn to take risk.
A snake ain’t learn how to hiss, I dropped my nuts I been knew how to piss. A pot I work out da wrist
I beat the pot work on my wrist ( phew phew phew phew phew phew ) The bullet don’t miss.
(Yeah)’
( phew phew phew phew phew phew )
Bullet don’t miss.
I do my lil dance when I hit.
Rick Owens my kick & I flip. (Okay, Yeahh)
They know the game over Lil’ Flip. (Yeah)
Pull up Black & lil Hec. (Okay, yeah)
I got some Raf on neck. (Yeahh)
I just took me a lil X. (Yeah)
I place in her booty a X, you know what is next she wanna have sex.
This is not checkers its chess. Say it with your chest or you will be Hexed.
I come with a double breast, If I get arrested I will not confess.
I teach a bih how to dress, now she get a check for looking impressive.
Yeah, know what i’m sayin
Tell her to put that shit on now she
Putting that shit on
(Runway) I need 10% tho baby
(Vogue)
(Yeah yeah )
Say hello to my lil’ friend.
(Hello)
I just might pop out on opps,
In Double R stick you can’t see through the tint.
I just might pop out on top, pop off that top & I pay for her rent.
I just might pop at a cop, Balenci too big I can’t hop over fence.
Please make it make sense.
.45 Colt ain’t talking no trench.
You gotta learn to take risk.
A snake ain’t learn how to hiss, I dropped my nuts I been knew how to piss. A pot I work out da wrist
I beat the pot work on my wrist ( phew phew phew phew phew phew ) The bullet don’t miss.
(Yeah)’
( phew phew phew phew phew phew )
Bullet don’t miss.
I do my lil dance when I hit.
Rick Owens my kick & I flip. (Okay, Yeahh)
They know the game over Lil’ Flip. (Yeah)
Pull up Black & lil Hec. (Okay, yeah)
I got some Raf on neck. (Yeahh)
I just took me a lil X. (Yeah)
Written by: Devin Hall, Raymond Herring, Troy Lane