Intro: I guess my power is solar Hook: I hear the talk (talk talk) Pull up his body surrounded by chalk He wanna Walk (he wanna Walk) He wanna talk then we take it to lot Rollie the watch Upping the notch I get the bag and put ice on a clock I took the clock and I filled it with rocks Hop in the booth and I go make a bop (yuh) Verse 1 (YN Drako): Rover the range We never tame Hot like a flame They know my name This ain't game All of you lame All of you chasing the clout for the fame (woo) Change my flow one time (time) My tone drop two time (two time) I’m on ten like dime (dime) Yuh, my flow sweet no like (Skirt) Yuh I hear they talking a lot (yuh) I put some red on a dot (dot) Stay in my room and I plot (room and I plot plot) Homie I drip like a mop (yuh) Dirty bag, on a chase like a maze Dirty rag and I use it for days Hundred mag and I shoot at the brain 808, now I'm going insane (pop pop) Six deep, One whip Full clip, now I hear he wanna dip (dip) No cap, no nap No tap, now his family sayin R.I.P (rip) Yea, I'm from a land where the choppa’s gon chop I bubble the wrap cause my team gonna pop (pop) And watching your step cause I drip like mop And some of ya'll mad cause I'm staying on top (staying on top) I'm too lit, get the bag like minute made (minute made) He done made a splash, I'm just out here making waves (yuh) Hook: I hear the talk Pull up his body surrounded by chalk He wanna Walk (yuh yuh) He wanna talk then we take it to lot (aye) Rollie the watch Upping the notch (prrt) I get the bag and put ice on a clock (whoa) I took the clock and I filled it with rocks (ya dig) Hop in the booth and I go make a bop (yuh) Verse 2 (CK): Trapped on my own (yuh) Bitch imma stay in my zone (yuh) When you talking to me highly suggest that you might wanna check your tone (hold up) Bro I am bad to the bone Shoutout YN, NT niggas know they got the Snowcone (cone) My money, don't get loans I like to flip that's why I keep two phones but If a nigga talking shit you know imma knock him out his headphones (huh) Run up on me then it's over (over) Hanging round, prove niggas wrong On God look like Casanova (nova) Pull we pull up in rovers, shit (whoa) These niggas calling me Mozart Run up on you Bitch I keep that bleeder in my go yard Please tell me why your nigga looking like a blow dart Bro tried to run away from the game, bitch you can’t go far  Outro: Yuh You know what I’m saying This that YN shit nigga This that CK shit nigga bruh You can't fuck with that Ya Dig
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