Mopstick

Sliding with that mopstick, like a janitor
Catch one of you rap niggas, shoot you and your manager

Why that nigga ain't off yet? You ain't moving fast enough
Fuckin' with this lil' raw bitch, she an animal
Riding round with two sticks (Bow, bow, bow, bow) like a chopstick

Youngens making keys flip (Keys), like a locksmith

Got a curvy and she tripping, (Agh) that bitch toxic
When we catch them boys slipping, (Hey) polish up the box
Play with Kodak, hold and flash this shit up, like a camera

That phone ring, I'm bagging shit up but I ain't trapping 'em

You been at they throats, lil' dawg, I ain't mad at ya
This ain't what you want, lil' dawg, this shit bad (Woo)

Fresh out the coma, already grinning, like he ain't having it

Fresh out of prison, already winning, I ain't catching it

Them fuckboys green (Yeah), dryer than hotel soap

Call me Latrell Sprewell, game in the choke (Agh)

When you broke and trapping, that ain't easy
Better have a pastor, mask up like Yeezy (Woo)

Megan Fox, came with the machine (A-bow, bow, bow
)
Call me Mr. Nice Watch, more jewels than Ice
Box (Bling)

Rest in peace to Michael K
, I retired from serving (Agh)
That's one thing for sure, fresh out the box
Already whipping, tryna sell dope fresh out the mosque
Already sipping, I done lost hope

Sliding with that mopstick, like a janitor
Catch one of you rap niggas, shoot you and your manager

Why that nigga ain't off yet? You ain't moving fast enough
Fuckin' with this lil' raw bitch, she an animal
Riding round with two sticks (Bow, bow, bow, bow) like a chopstick

Youngens making keys flip, like a locksmith

Got a curvy and she tripping, (Agh) that bitch toxic
When we catch them boys slipping, (Hey) probably shut the box
Play with Kodak, hold and flash this shit up, like a camera

That phone ring, I'm bagging shit up but I ain't trapping 'em

You been at they throats, lil' dawg, I ain't mad at ya
This ain't what you want, lil' dawg, this shit bad

Fresh out the box, streets on lock, that money flowing

Fuckin' with this lil' bitch out of Boynton and she going
I be going hard with no rest, and I ain't trying too
I be in a fuck nigga chest, like the swine flu

My jaw lockin', chew on my money

I swallow four diamonds, forget it
I ain't speaking on business, you got your whole round

Bail posted by the Chinese store
They think my head going chopstick
Fresh out the box, don't get egg rolled

We the type of niggas go missing, they think it's cute
Catch that nigga with dissing, flip his purse, in sets, in two

Yeah, glizzy on me, glue
Hanging, hitting out the coupe
I been fucking with Denzel soup
Slurp the dick up like it's soup
Fresh out of prison, already winning, I'm at my own pace

Molly's
got the best of me, I'm in here with a stone face
Pretty bitch, long legs, fat ass but no waist
Creep up with the streets we like nigga, I'll light up the whole place

Sliding with that mopstick, like a janitor
Catch one of you rap niggas, shoot you and your manager

Why that nigga ain't off yet? You ain't moving fast enough
Fuckin' with this lil' raw bitch, she an animal
Riding round with two sticks (Bow, bow, bow, bow) like a chopstick

Youngens making keys flip, like a locksmith

Got a curvy and she tripping, (Agh) that bitch toxic
When we catch them boys slipping, (Haan) probably shut the box
Play with Kodak, hold and flash this shit up, like a camera

That phone ring, I'm bagging shit up but I ain't trapping 'em

You been at they throats, lil' dawg, I ain't mad at ya
This ain't what you want, lil' dawg, this shit bad