J Rose - Helix (feat. Bondsabillion)

You just rev ya engine dawg, you ain't bout to send it dawg
I know you ain't poppin shit, you're nothin that you said you are
All my homies laughing at ya, smoking shit thats regular
We ain't in the private suites, we right there where the sections are, and now Im bout to
Pop my shit, pop my shit, boring bitch you opposite
Standing in the mosh pit with your hands all in your pockets, shit
Pop my shit, pop my shit, scoring bitch, I'm Popovich
I ain't bout to say it if I ain't gon' stand on top of it

Yea that's word to God, I'm splurgin hard
Swear I've had like thirty jobs
Dirty dishes, dirty mops
Dirty money, dirty cops
Cleaning up a mess that I ain't even mean to make
I ain't got my contacts in or glasses on and still I can see 'em hate
Yessir and yes I believe in fate
Takin that leap of faith
Keepin it true to yourself and to me, then you'll be eating great, yea
Sippin on grapes in an open field
Make you feel safer than Slomans Shield
Bout to takeover, I'm so for real
I feel it, it's close, and it's so surreal

You need to have a plan if you thinking bout stepping to me
You need to understand that the pen is like a weapon to me
I don't take an L as a loss, it's a lesson to me
She been mad as hell, said it don't cost to pay attention to me, yea

That's when they dig into their bag of tricks and disappear on you
You talking that shit, you gotta go quick, I smell that fear on you
You can get in your car but you won't get far
You can run your mouth, but you don't got heart, so don't even start cuz

You just rev ya engine dawg, you ain't bout to send it dawg
I know you ain't poppin shit, you're nothin that you said you are
All my homies laughing at ya, smoking shit thats regular
We ain't in the private suites, we right there where the sections are, and now Im bout to
Pop my shit, pop my shit, boring bitch you opposite
Standing in the mosh pit with your hands all in your pockets, shit
Pop my shit, pop my shit, scoring bitch, I'm Popovich
I ain't bout to say it if I ain't gon' stand on top of it

Stand on top of what I'm saying, dawg
It's a bad idea to play me wrong
All my brodies down to paint a wall
Aim at ya head and we take it off
In the club I got my own section
Rope it off, its the gang only
In class I learned my own lesson
Teachers never taught a thang to me
High school wasn't great for me
Now I'm caking like a bakery
I'm in Dior with some bands in my pocket, buy out the store and hop right in the Uber
I got some shit that nobody can take from me, I make maneuvers
I'm in the coupe with a bad bitch, top me off to my music
Now we really gettin to it
I keep a stick cuz I see how they looking at me
Guess they mad that they shawty throw cookie at me
Im a bully, Dior hoodie
Do what I want, you peons couldn't
Buy it, I flaunt; you gon' see my drip
Buy what I want, you can't be me shit
All of my niggas on greedy shit, all of my niggas are bout it, they out here
None of my niggas gon' doubt me
I keep hittas around me, if you trip, they gon' down 'em like Falcons
I'm runnin' on 'em like Vick
Baby I don't take no pics

You just rev ya engine dawg, you ain't bout to send it dawg
I know you ain't poppin shit, you're nothin that you said you are
All my homies laughing at you, smoking shit thats regular
We ain't in the private suites, we right there where the sections are, and now Im bout to
Pop my shit, pop my shit, boring bitch you opposite
Standing in the mosh pit with your hands all in your pockets, shit
Pop my shit, pop my shit, scoring bitch, I'm Popovich
I ain't bout to say it if I ain't gon' stand on top of it

Written by:
AJ Bond, Josh Rose

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