Testo The Bop

(Damn Kai, you goin′ crazy)

Can you smell what I'm cooking? It′s a rock
It doesn't matter what her name is, she a bop
I'm tryna fuck with Sarah Lee with a guap
She hit a nigga right over the head for the knot
106 to the park like I′m Roxy
Hos lookin′ for a nigga like a car key Ball fed 'em in the hood like I′m Boosie
Money fallin' off the trees like it′s loose leafs

Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop
Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop
Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop
Bop, bop, bop Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop

Any nigga want some green, better turn up
Sensei one up, my bitch done up
Long nights chasin' guap ′fore the sun's up
Gun tucked, ranked up, got my funds up
All you niggas rap about is killin', you′s a dumb fuck
You ain′t gotta catch a body just to get lit
Locs sittin' on my lap with the hit stick Cherry red six-four like the lipstick
Spread goin′ up the arm, we don't spin shit
Dead presidents, niggas goin′ ballistic
Flow off the hinges, losin' my senses
I don′t wanna hear shit, I'm standin' on the business

Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop
Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop
Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop
Bop, bop, bop Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop
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