Bop

Lyrics

[Intro] Ah, ah Lavito Retnik Beats Uh [Chorus] Know this shit bop when I kick through the door You fucking with the boss, I'm the CEO (Yeah, yeah) And I got Dro taking care of the finance Know she got a boy, but, the bitch got a fine ass (Bitch) I ain't gotta say it, but you know what's up (What's up) I need ten bottles for the gang in the club (In the club) I don't fuck with Dior, I'ma pull up in Needles I'm feeling like Nav, bitches sniffin' on Bieber, yeah [Verse 1] Fucking on a bougie lil' bitch, she a brat Man, I stay ten toes, but sometimes I gotta brag Nappy in the cup, all my boys going up Heavy card in the pants and that's why this shit sag They forgot that I rap, swear, Yung Mavu, he back Oh, you living like a movie, well, I think that it's a wrap I don't fight with a nigga, if he tryna diss the boy on a verse Man, I swear to God, he finna get dragged Killer on the beat, I be moving like a panther I'm always getting lit, I mix the 40 with the Fanta I fuck her then I dip, I'm disappearing like a phantom Ugly lil' nigga, but, the money made me handsome, yugh Uh, and that's facts (That's facts) The beat drop, I see the booties all clap Better get out with your gang, I know them niggas all cap They ain't cutting me slack, so I had to bounce back Uh, and damn right I did Too many snakes tryna get on with the life I live If you see me on your TV, then it's prime time, bitch Lil' nigga had his chance, now it's my time, bitch I been tryna get it for a minute Ain't no limit to this shit that I can do (Nah) I ain't doing shit for you (Nah), for him, for her (Nah) I know I did it better, I don't care who did it first, lil' bitch [Chorus] Know this shit bop when I kick through the door You fucking with the boss, I'm the CEO (Boss) And I got Dro taking care of the finance (Yeah) Know she got a boy, but the bitch got a fine ass (Bitch) I ain't gotta say it, but you know what's up (What's up) I need ten bottles for the gang in the club (In the club) I don't fuck with Dior, I'ma pull up in Needles I'm feeling like Nav, bitches sniffin' on Bieber, yeah [Verse 2] Had to tell her that we better as friends A couple commas for a show, and now I need that in advance I feel like Breezy how I run it, 'cause I rap and I dance (Yeah) 'Bout to pour another bottle, then I'm at it again And I gained a couple pounds, you can tell that I bossed up A nigga eating good, I mix the ramen with lobster Swear I'm easy with the rhymes, get on the beat like I'm Busta And I might give her the D, but that don't mean that I trust her And all my shit custom made, she wanna fuck today Say you with the shits, bet that nigga get flushed away I'ma go up away, we don't do shit for clout Ten hoes on the left me and Skid took the other route (Took her to the left) Yeah, to the left (To the left) When I'm done with her, I move on to the next (To the next) I'm with my gang, don't give a fuck about the rest I'ma say it with my chest, feel like Khaled, we the best I'm a hot nigga, man, I feel like Bobby Shmurda (Yeah) Still the old me, but it's that shit you never heard of Vodka in my hand, yeah, you know that I'ma turn up I feel sorry for the beat, because this shit is getting murdered Yugh [Chorus] Know this shit bop when I kick through the door You fucking with the boss, I'm the CEO (Boss) And I got Dro taking care of the finance (Yeah) Know she got a boy, but the bitch got a fine ass (Bitch) I ain't gotta say it, but you know what's up (What's up) I need ten bottles for the gang in the club (In the club) I don't fuck with Dior, I'ma pull up in Needles I'm feeling like Nav, bitches sniffin' on Bieber, yeah