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Hop out wit the stick, chopsticks
Force 1's on my feet, new kicks
Bitch I heard you was a rat, you a snitch
Just left my old hoe, new bitch
Hop out wit the stick, chopsticks
Force 1's on my feet, new kicks
Bitch I heard you was a rat, you a snitch
Just left my old hoe, new bitch
You ain't got no juice, you a lick
If yo hoe wanna choose, she gone pick me
Hop out the bat mobile, wit the glikky
Off White Air Force 1's, lookin crispy
Knocked down yo bitch, she was open
Dummy left his sack, in the open
Swish why you snap like that? Bitch I'm chosen
Throw the sack, to my nigga Bat, Josh Rosen
Braille on my coat, can you feel me?
Say he wanna act a monkey, we gone peel him
Now you see what I could do, make a killing
Fuck KeKe, I ain't got no feelings
Tryna get a free verse from Swish, boy you silly
Ain't stoppin shit, til my momma see a milly
Check just came in, so I hit my milly
Broke boy say he want a dolla, he get nilly
Hop out wit the stick, chopsticks
Force 1's on my feet, new kicks
Bitch I heard you was a rat, you a snitch
Just left my old hoe, new bitch
Hop out wit the stick, chopsticks
Force 1's on my feet, new kicks
Bitch I heard you was a rat, you a snitch
Just left my old hoe, new bitch
Just left my old hoe, new buns
Feel like Nelly, I been stuntin in my Air Force 1's
Hopped out, like a band, with the stick and the drums
And ya (bleep), me and Swish, really do this shit for fun
I just cashed out on my neck, watch lil Bat, glisten glisten
I been rolling up these woods, I really do got a addiction
Nother play, outta town, Hotel 6 for the mission
Got my nuts over the stove, I'm really fucking up the kitchen
You a lil hoe, you of many men, but you no 50 Cent
Big Ol' pole, I'm a idiot, with the glikk in hand
Gang on go, spin like ceiling fan, hop out this mini van
Call me Bobby, tryna geek yo bitch off whatever Whitney had
Quit my job, ain't no clocking in, bitch I got bigger plans
No I can't stop, Ima run up them M's and give a M to Shan
Call me Rob, grind like Dyrdek like I'm a skater kid
Get knocked off, think bout weaving in, knock off a nigga wig
Hop out wit the stick, chopsticks
Force 1's on my feet, new kicks
Bitch I heard you was a rat, you a snitch
Just left my old hoe, new bitch
Hop out wit the stick, chopsticks
Force 1's on my feet, new kicks
Bitch I heard you was a rat, you a snitch
Just left my old hoe, new bitch
WRITERS
Pat Swish, Roy Denson, Trayvon Clarke
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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