False Accusations

Spilling Wokie on the floor Easy call and I'm pulling up for sure I can't go back and forth with a poser Drop the Addy we gone pull up with the blowers False accusations about me I wouldn't go there If I was you, I wouldn't cuff she's a roller Foreign shoes, niggas thinking I'm a bowler It cost a arm and a leg for these loafers Catch him lacking off the lean, slump him over What happened to the last op? fucked him over Cold ground ain't no squares only soldiers Brought a fifty round if you think I'm a loner Granny said I'm gaining weight blame it on the mud Told my bitch I'm in love, blame it on the drugs I only f*ck with dime hoes you f*ck with dubs Sip so much wok you can smell it on my fucking tongue If he pop it one more time he getting popped up tell you nigga stop it, bitch I'm known for doing pop ups I not running outta bars like I'm locked up I'm known for hopping out of cars trying to drop some You known for playing football at your high school You a killer? Ninth grade you were a nice dude I went down for flocking home thanks to Ryu I still wouldn't squabble you if you was five two I still wouldn't squabble you if I was eight three Where was you when we was all thugging on eighth street Poverty and two elevens that's what made me Now we shop at Blommingdales ain't no Macy's Now we all Saks Fifth for the wardrobe And we all sticked up like it's Warzone I'm quick to get some top and send a whore home I heard niggas backdooring, keep that door closed Spilling Wokie on the floor Easy call and I'm pulling up for sure I can't go back and forth with a poser Drop the Addy we gone pull up with the blowers False accusations about me I wouldn't go there If I was you, I wouldn't cuff she's a roller Foreign shoes, niggas thinking I'm a bowler It cost a arm and a leg for these loafers