[Intro: MikePopi]
Skrrr
This is a real n***a flight attendant
Uh, it's gonna be a bumpy ride
[Verse 1: MikePopi]
Hoes on my meat and hoes on my lear
Pay for a feature or pay for a beer
Run up a check then I run up a deer
Meat so long sh** built like a spear
LifeTimeFlex boy you know how I'm rockin
Annoying a** Branden b**h you know that I am blockin
Head so long sh** built like a stockin
Please stop bussin and please stop talkin
If you wanna try me Ima hit you with the racks and pull up at your house ima drop you on your back
Greasy a** boy skin made out of wax
Think a n***a lyin Ima hit you with the facts
Hit you with the facts Ima hit you with the facts
Runnin up a check then run up a stack
If a n***a try me Ima put em on his back
Ugly a** boy head shaped like a stack
f** Damontrez you a ugly n***a too
You a b**h boy I just had to get it through
Hit you with the A and I'm stackin up the jays and Ima hit you with the K and Ima muhf**in spray
Ugly boy Elijah head built like a tray
n***a want a feature but he know he gotta pay
Comin with that fire and you know I'm not a liar we done switched up the flow all you other n***as late
Please don't respond or I'll end ya life
Pull up with shooters dead in the night
Pull up my pants if you ever wanna fight
When I post a new song all you n***as wanna bite
n***a so legit when I'm rappin on a beat
All these girls on my meat
All these n***as want a feat
Walk around town everybody know my name
MikePopi n***a and this sh** is not a game
n***as tryna play me Ima hit yo in the brain
254 drink it down like propane
Brick cut up now it look like c**aine
Jackin up 3s and I feel like Dwayne
If you run up on me Ima hit u with the tech
f** Terrance smith head built like a deck
Nappy a** hair sh** look like a wreck
10 toes down hit you dead in your neck
Give it to my n***a Jay muthaf**in check
f** competition when I'm ballin at the rec
[Verse 2: Jay Coonce]
Already know a n***a ballin at the rec
Ima hit the bank and then cash a f**in chek
Dumb a** Brandon boy u annoying a** sh**
Ugly a** Elijah got them f**in donkey lips
Catch the f**in work a yung n***a gettin paid
Ima drop a tape in either April or May
Fat b**h droppin disses every muthaf**in day
But LTF up in this b**h so Ima catch em with the fade
Learned how to trap in a day
Trappin and rappin all night and all day
f** boy a** rappers they gay
Hit em with 20s and i f**in spray
I Keep that gleam on my whip
When we run up he gone dip
Musty a** b**h smell like sh**
Ran up on f** boi and I hit that lick
Pull up, f** yo b**h, and then ima dip
I keep that 4 5 and Glock on my hip
Spit 15 bars in 2 seconds and when we blow up Ima have to cop that rocket ship
Drink at the bar but then I leave no tip
Hop on the track and then a n***a piss
n***a i know that u is not bout sh**
Whip up the pot and I cook up the brick
[Bridge: Jay Coonce]
Gang in this b**h
(Yea n***a we in this b**h)
[Verse 3: Jay Coonce]
Hop on the track so u know I gotta flex again
Call me el chapo but u know I'm not a Mexican
Kick her a** out and I'm not finna text again
Got a bad b**h and her name Puerto Rican
Life time flex n***as think it's a game
k** em on the beat the cuz a n***a f**in lame
s**y a** rappers I put em all to shame
Catch em with the k and that sh** is gone bang
[Outro: Jay Coonce]
HaHaHa n***a I'm dead as f**
It's LTF in this b**h
When we blow up don't pick your phone up b**h