Jaywop - Spazzin' Out

Lil Wop from the deuce he from Beckley
That youngin be flexing, a scholar so don't try to test me
She popping it yea she gone sex me, trying to caress me
Don’t play bitch this shit can get hectic
In hollon, I told ya got bread on my head
That’s money on my mind bitch I said what I said
It’s an eye for an eye, bitch a leg for a leg
Other words for the guys ain't stop till they dead
Pushing pack to the druggies supplying the meds
You a hoe gotta go, you a cop, you the feds
I wipe his nose, wash my hands
Only real can relate what you don't understand
Ain't posting no guns up to show that I’m with it
Won't go in my stash just to show off my Benji's
Chase money fore bitches, I promise and witness
I’m not an advisor but you gone have plenty
This Glick got extensions
Ain't no competition, fuck the opposition
They talk, I don’t listen
I only want to talk about business
And commas and digits
Lace-em up bitch you motherfucking tripping
On demon time shawty no fixing that
Fuck the love bitch refund me my feelings back
Stuffing the wood, full of good and it hit me back
Good in my hood known for making that Glizzy clap
I’m from the trenches my nigga I’m really that
Encyclopedia I’m speaking bigger facts
Nigga be really rats. I can’t get into that
Racks in my pocket make all of my britches fat
Still the same lil nigga I’m a college lil kid
Fuck your bitch gave her lots of good dick
Trying to be rich ain't got time for to play with no kids
Send the drop, give me top, then I dip
Blue in my pocket, but I’m not a crip
Know I’m a king at the top where I sit
You can talk all of that shit on the internet
See you in person I’m popping your lip
I gotta tell em my story
Trying to live in a house that shit bigger than Cory's
Prayed for better days even though it was some rain
You know that I fought through the storming
I made it out nigga I weathered the weather
I mean it when I say don’t fold under pressure
I mean it when I say I’m down for whatever
My pockets blew up like the nutty professor
I was down bad had to get it together
I remember begging niggas for rides
Riding the bus had to sit outside
Asking for help it wasn’t hurting my pride
I seen the prize then I opened my eyes
I realized who the fuck had my back
Schoolboy had to pick up a pack
Me and Moo that's the gang
We like Kobe & Shaq
I’m in school, super cool I’m a fool with the rap
Puffing the ganja but I’m not Jamaican
I’m from the Cliff, lots of niggas don't make it
If only they knew all the risks I was taking
Can’t wait to see all of the looks on the faces
When they say me up on that big screen
And rocking out shows on a big stage
I’m not PRE, feel like Big Dolph
All a young nigga know is just get paid

Written by:
Jalen Lampkin

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