J Scoop - Ion Wanna Stop

Dad, ion wanna stop smoking
Why you laughing? Ion wanna stop joking
Pull out? Ion wanna stop stroking
Man fuck it, i aint ever stop smoking

Gimme brain, Say my name, Jesse Coop
Riding round, Windows down, Don't drop the loot
40 bag, Load the bowl, Pass the boof
All these pretty women say they wanna fall in love with scoop

Im in a different bracket than rappers
I aint playing I been aiming at the back of these rappers
I hope you hear me when I'm saying I'm attacking these rapper
Ya'll really think I'm bout to fucking go and rap with these rappers?

Sir, You're using too many napkins
30 rack of roans get the bottles'a cracking
Wake up in the morning and I'm asking what happened
Team fulla dogs and we trap out the backend

OUU, out the backend we trap
All my fucking competition can't even rap
Flow is so wack, quit holding me back
Call up 911 cuz this a verbal attack

I'm counting bands, Throwing hands, Spitting bars, Going ham
You getting scammed, Lil man, I'm the king, You a fan
Final take off in the race I finish first you coming last
Take the blizzy to the face you smoking mids I'm puffin gas

Dad, ion wanna stop smoking
Why you laughing? Ion wanna stop joking
Pull out? Ion wanna stop stroking
Man fuck it, i aint ever stop smoking

Yo, ion really wanna stop
Cop a couple papers fiona fill em with the snot
Mr. Scoop up next hauling for the spot
Running up a check and I aint talking to no cops

Ay, I aint talking to no police
Knew I was the shit back when I was rocking roses
Knew I was the shit back when no one fucking know me
Got a little buzz now all these women wanna blow me

Damn, you got need my verbal consent
Hand me back my test I gotta 40%
40%? man thats two fucking fifths
Im really fucking rapping you just moving ya lips

You just be moving em
They hear what I'm saying I be using em
I'm picking up the phone I'm saying who is it
And if we aint talking money what we doing then

If I'm takin a trip on a plane I might fuck the stewardess
I'm running hella game on you lames, I'm going ludacris
It feel like they been takin the chains up off this Cooper Kid
Cuz I been making bangers consistent I'm so gratuitous

Cop it, Roll it, Light it, Smoke it up, how we doing it
Cant let you hop up on a verse you just got ruin it
Bitch if you had my talent you wouldn't know what to do wit it
Im getting real sick and tired of hearing all this who it this
And who is that, This stupid shit, I'm booing that
And you be saying scoop can't rap
But I be getting hella cheese
And you be eating hella ass

I'm going fast I aint got crash
I got the racks, The blue attached
Yeah you be out here pissed off
And I be happy smoking gas

Dad, ion wanna stop smoking
Why you laughing? Ion wanna stop joking
Pull out? Ion wanna stop stroking
Man fuck it, i aint ever stop smoking

Dad, ion wanna stop smoking
Why you laughing? Ion wanna stop joking
Pull out? Ion wanna stop stroking
Man fuck it, i aint ever stop smoking

Written by:
Jesse Cooper

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