Chris Feed - BOP

I'm sipping drank in the back of the party, that lil hoe dangerous and she wanna top me
I might be the greatest and who gonna stop me
Designer Palm Angels, don't know where the find this
Yeah we got the finest, she wanna fuck me in private
Hitting me back on the way to the hood, light me a blunt and I swear that we good
Play with the gang I don't think that he should
I just be minding my business these niggas wanna try and get rolled in the wood
(Damn, wishing they would)
Im sipping drank in the back of the party, Im sipping drank in the back of the party
Im sipping drank in the back of the party, Im sipping drank in the back of the party

I got a bad hoe in the back of the party, I got two bad hoes and they sipping Bacardi
Whole lotta red on bitch they thought it was Carti
I get the bag gone bitch Im going retarded
And I'm in the AMG Benz, I just pulled up to ya city you know
I know you wanna hang with ya friends, damn too many bands
She shaking her ass she hope that I give her a chance
Im smoking that gas i'm just here with me and my mans

I'm sipping drank in the back of the party, that lil hoe dangerous and she wanna top me
I might be the greatest and who gonna stop me
Designer Palm Angels, don't know where the find this
Yeah we got the finest, she wanna fuck me in private
Hitting me back on the way to the hood, light me a blunt and I swear that we good
Play with the gang I don't think that he should
I just be minding my business these niggas wanna try and get rolled in the wood
(Damn, wishing they would)
Im sipping drank in the back of the party, Im sipping drank in the back of the party
Im sipping drank in the back of the party, Im sipping drank in the back of the party

Yea, walk in the club with my fye
We sending shit to the sky, yea
These niggas ain't outside
Bad bitch hop in my ride yea
Know that i'm sipping on drank, that hoe wanna try it
You niggas ain't making no noise
Tell they ass be shhh

Walk in that bitch and I fuck it up
She wanna fuck me cause I'm coming up
Sipping too much fucked my stomach up
Hit from the back put my thumb in her
I too fly had to look in the mirror
Palm Angels my jeans be Amiri
Im too high man this shit getting scary
Im too high man I can't even hear

I'm sipping drank in the back of the party, that lil hoe dangerous and she wanna top me
I might be the greatest and who gonna stop me
Designer Palm Angels, don't know where the find this
Yeah we got the finest, she wanna fuck me in private
Hitting me back on the way to the hood, light me a blunt and I swear that we good
Play with the gang I don't think that he should
I just be minding my business these niggas wanna try and get rolled in the wood
(Damn, wishing they would)
Im sipping drank in the back of the party, Im sipping drank in the back of the party
Im sipping drank in the back of the party, Im sipping drank in the back of the party

Written by:
Christopher Terrell Jr.

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