Mopstick

(album: They Got Amnesia - 2021)

Slide with the mop stick like a janitor
Catch one of you rap niggas, shoot you and your manager
Why that niggas ain't off yet? He ain't moving fast enough
Fucking with niggas, lil' raw bitch, she an animal

Riding 'round with two sticks like a chopstick
Youngins making keys flip like a locksmith
'Bout to curve her, she tripping, that bitch toxic
Where we catch the boys slipping, polish up the box

Play with clack, go to flashing shit up like a camera
That phone ring, I'm bagging shit up but I ain't trapping her
You been at their throat lil' dog, I ain't mad at ya
This ain't what you want lil' dog, this shit bad for ya

Fresh out of the coma, already grinning like he ain't have enough
Fresh outta prison, already winning, I ain't catchin up
Them fuck boys green
Drier than hotel soap
Call me Latrell Sprewell, game in the choke
When you broke and trapping that ain't easy
Gotta have a pastor, mask up like Yeezy (Woo)
Megan Fox came with the machine
Call me Mr. Nice Watch, more jewels than ice box
Rest in peace to Michael K, I retired from serving
That's one thing for sure
Fresh out the box already whipping
Tryna sell dope fresh out the Mosque already sipping
He done lost hope

Slide with the mop stick like a janitor
Catch one of you rap niggas, shoot you and your manager
Why that niggas ain't off yet? He ain't moving fast enough
Fucking with niggas, lil' raw bitch, she an animal

Riding 'round two sticks like a chopstick
Youngins making keys flip like a locksmith
'Bout to curve her, she tripping, that bitch toxic
Where we catch the boys slipping, polish up the box

Play with clack, go to flashing shit up like a camera
That phone ring, I'm bagging shit up but I ain't trapping her
You been at their throat lil' dog, I ain't mad at ya
This ain't what you want lil' dog, this shit bad for ya

Fresh out the box, streets on lock, that money flowing
Fucking with their lil bitch got a blunt and she goin
I've been goin hard with no rest and I ain't tryin to
I be in a fuck nigga chest like the swine flu
My jaw locking chewing my money, I swallow four 9's
Forget it, I ain't speaking on business, you've got your ho 'round
Still posting by the Chinese store, they think my head gon'
Chopstick fresh out the box, don't get eggrolled
We the type if niggas to go missing, we think it's cute
Catch that nigga, we're dissing, flip this person a citizen too
Yeah, glizzing on me glue
Hanging hitting out the coup
I been fucking just a swoop
Slurp that dick up like it's soup
Fresh out the prison, already winning, I'm at my own pace
Might just got the best of me, I hit 'em with the stone face
Pretty bitch, long lace, fat ass but no waist
Creep up with the street sweeper, like nigga, I clean this whole place

Slide with the mop stick like a janitor
Catch one of you rap niggas, shoot you and your manager
Why that niggas ain't off yet? He ain't moving fast enough
Fucking with niggas, lil' raw bitch, she an animal

Riding 'round with two sticks like a chopstick
Youngins making keys flip like a locksmith
'Bout to curve her, she tripping, that bitch toxic
Where we catch the boys slipping, polish up the box

Play with clack, go to flashing shit up like a camera
That phone ring, I'm bagging shit up but I ain't trapping her
You been at their throat lil' dog, I ain't mad at ya
This ain't what you want lil' dog, this shit bad for ya