Give & Go

Yop Y'all know what the f*ck going on Aye I put a bounty on his head 'cause I'm with Bounty Hunter Aye, I put a mhm, mhm Aye, Brodie in this bitch Finna roll, I'm through the ceiling, though Like blew as hell, tryna find how to execute this give and go Every time I hit woods I be like "Where the f*ck my feelings go?" I think my heart went cold I ain't felt shit for a minute bro, but then again I kept making loose hoes my centerfolds That hoe really ain't no pot of gold, probably copper though I fucked around and lobbed to bro, he probably sent her on her own I ain't even finna say that lil hoe name on this fucking song And this shit all off the brain, tripping, we some goats In the clutch I'll never choke, man these niggas is my sons I'll show you the game, I ain't Ghost (Yeah) This probably the hardest shit I never wrote Dread head act like he ain't know you die over jokes (Yop) D-I-E less than 24, got that location off the Snap, boy Quit fucking with little hoes, don't cost that much to get 'em gone We giving shooters pita rolls, they laying down shit Easy, finger roll Like, who keeping score? This shit shouldn't be that easy bro Man, they don't even know, was keeping that lil Ruger When I was rooming with my nigga Tro Fucked around probably seen me out with it like Is he gone blow? Try and take it if you want And become a body freely bro, don't know why I keep saying bro None of these niggas fit the description And just know you gone get sent above if Genius in yo mentions I saw I had to stop showing any love to all these filthy bitches Can't have too many leeches round me when I'm touching filthy riches Man, why they playing like they tough? You know they group of bitches Them boys, they know not to play with us They ah quickly go missing, talking 'bout some pull up... okay Siri said six minutes, ah slide down so fast You ah think I'm tryna reach the finish, send some shots out a fish bowl Don't need the windows tinted They heart dropping when they see the Demon in it 'Cause they know I'm with it, always stood on that business They can't knock me off my pivot In here high right now, tripping It feel like my body lifted I'm in here rolling on some Za's, we ain't got to be specific Naw, I ain't got to take no pills THC all in my system, man these hoes be really tripping Necked me up, and then she kissed you But that don't mean that we beefing Boy, I don't even got no issue, I ain't know she was with you Till on Valentine's she dropped that picture And you still uplift her, you the largest burger on the menu That nigga must be mental, anyway back to the instrumental On mic could never be gentle Bounty done put out a hit, so I'm finna go get 'em