Hop Off (feat. Savion Al-Jaleel)

Hop up in the whip Slide off in the whip Hop up we can dip Fake friends Hop off of my tip Slide off of my tip Hop off of my dick True Friends Hop up in the whip Slide off in the whip Hop up we can dip Fake friends Hop off of my tip Slide off of my tip Hop off of my dick yeah True Friends Hop up in the whip Slide off in the whip Hop up we can dip Fake friends Hop off of my tip Slide off of my tip Hop off of my dick I feel my life on crash course I feel Im down on the scoreboard You only hit the phone when you want more You only hit my line when you so bored F*ck window shoppin when that ass droppin You got so much that's instore Tryna crash your walls like the seaboard Im tryna dive to the seafloor Higher pressure wetter rewards In her endeavors I detour To a new street we ride or die for She blow down on me like a c4 5 star chef thank her mother for it She makes a vegan stay carnivore I ate her live she a full course Messed up found out that I'm a fool of course I wanna be loved she said what for There's only love for drugs and I lust more I been broken inside I don't trust nor Don't need to be saved stop pushin for it I aint Lois Lane you aint Clark Kent Told her understand I aint ya OnlyFan I was just tryna be ya only man But you tax more dudes than Uncle Sam well damn I aint gonna fake it I just gotta say this I aint gonna fake it I just gotta say this I aint gonna fake it I just gotta say this I aint gonna fake it I just gotta say this True Friends Hop up in the whip Slide off in the whip Hop up we can dip Fake friends Hop off of my tip Slide off of my tip Hop off of my dick I can smell the jealousy lingerin from your breath I can smell the Hennessey drowin out your regrets One wrong step to me have you pleadin the fifth Keep that same energy dog I aint impressed I thought we was cool but you actin real petty Like I don't deserve what I got already Like I owe you everything as I earn confetti Dog we was tight light like Ed Edd n Eddy Mutt I hate you with passion thats real deadly The same type of mood that made Mufasa unsteady Keep the drum mag attached with arms at the ready Better count your lucky charms I dont turn into Freddy Kruger and pull the Ruger All because the women does Want me to fit in like some Uggs This the life you want for ya With all the light years full of buzz Endless counts of cannibis This and that and all above All the envy has you stuck You will never live it up Unless this anger give it up Give it up Give it up Give it up Give it up Give it up Give it up True Friends Hop up in the whip Slide off in the whip Hop up we can dip Fake friends Hop off of my tip Slide off of my tip Hop off of my dick Hold On How we move on Acting like this something we can shoo off Operations funny gotta move lone Why you do me like that aint improving like that Funny didn't think you do wrong Stabbed me in the back now I bleed slow Hard for the band aids peel off get sealed off True friends had to cut off some loose ends Young but aint dumb kinda soothing Just me and I thought you was my guy But you slick hard to see how you do this Kept it real from the jump but I do not receive it back I needed that Showed ya true colors was bright now it's steady stampeding black Man this shit got me pissed off Lately niggas tryna brush the whole click off Wanna manage the raw Eric Bischoff And it f*ck with my sinus smell the bull shit from behind us Many times I had went tit for tat to save ya ass But you never give that back deliver that F*ck with the fam cause fake friends I can't live with that True Friends Hop up in the whip Slide off in the whip Hop up we can dip Fake friends Hop off of my tip Slide off of my tip Hop off of my dick