Seconds

You don't never stop I ain't gone ever stop I ain't gone ever stop (Yeah it's Jah) Yeah We ain't gone ever stop Straight to the top with it We ain't gone ever stop I'm bringing that guap with me They wanna rock with it But this ain't no free throw They talk when I walk in it But I keep on the d-low I'ma lock it up Free my dogs yeah I'ma lock it up She gone pass it up Yeah that pussy she pass it up I'ma take that all in We can roll that all up Them hoes keep calling I'ma hold em all up But for that guala No I'm never stalling Beg your pardon We gone get it popping Give me a minute, give me some seconds Yeah I'm gonna hit it, I'll teach you some lessons I'll be admitting, I got obsessions So let me admit it, let me progress it Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah (Look, me?) (For the money) Yeah, yeah Ay Ay I got almonds, and nuggets, and rings on me next She want my side like we Adam, Eve I tell em first and they after me Ain't no need in rehearsing I pitch it perfect They on both sides till the risk is worth it I can't fall for deceit, leech, leave I'm bigger than thee Used to pop seals of the clean and chill Now I smoke a lot of them leaves I throw the plot in and see, ay have you a seat My niggas balling for eons and we on Everything else got freeze on The money got colors like it's neon Your bitch keep crawling over us, she a Klingon, ugh Singing to the hoe like Dion Know I can't go left her on no respond Gotta keep it cool like freon, uhh Why she keep playing like she acrobatic? Hopping the gang like a habit Money keep coming, flip through it and stash it My girl be showing in pageants Niggas rehearsing and watching your captions And they on filter, they masking My aura on me, it's grasping I'm tryna do shows and get back ends Make my business do a back bend Then double up on like a napkin, ugh slippery sauce She get to sipping, I get in her jaw I ain't a dentist, don't need no prescription I get it in raw, I get it in raw ahh ahh Ahh, ahh, ahh Ahh, yeah (Give me a minute, give me a second) (Give me a second) (Yeah I'ma hit it, I'll teach you some lessons) Got some seconds for ya (I'll teach you some lessons) (I been a minute, I got an obsession) (Yeah I got an obsession) (But give me a second) (I'ma get on progression, I'ma give them progression) Don't matter what the season is I'll bring the procedure in (Yeah bringing it in) God damn got seasoning, got sauce how you feeling it (You know how you feel in it) Got purp right reeling in Got smoke how you breathe it in (You know how you breathe it in) All in like a tick in it, clock tick, tick, ticking'n So listen in Big Backwoods and bra-less bitches (Yah) Ain't a motherfucking job description (Ay) She told me, "Yeah, I be plotting to get ya." (Yah, yeah) Plotting on some wishes (Ay) Yeah, I took that off the hit list (Yeh, yeah) Cause ya'll wanna be famous (Woah, yeah) You can't blame us (Awe nah) Yeah, but I ain't say it ain't painless (Yah) And we be spinning in a wind-out All these thoughts, we ain't in our prime now And I find myself feeling blind now We been on another level, let it time out I been fine now, gone vibe out Always think about you when I'm fucked up How you stuck on my mind now Always flowing but it's fire now Don't matter what the season is I'll bring the procedure in (Bring the procedure in) God damn got seasoning, got sauce how you feeling it (You know we, you know we, yeah) Got purp right reeling in Got smoke how you breathe it in (You know how you breathe it in) All in like a tick in it, clock tick, tick, ticking'n So listen in