CROPPED IT! Lyrics

Hot shit, bitch I feel obnoxious

Bounty on my head, could go ahead and make an opp rich

Top bitch, mop shit, took the whip and copped it

Hoes hittin' my DM, I took her to the tropics

Huh, bitch, wait a second, let's go change the topic

Do this rap shit and drop it right between some pop hits

If somebody want the smoke, just let em know I'm locked in

People talkin' shit up in a picture, so I cropped it

Magic with the sticks, yeah that's how great my gats be

I'ma hit a lick, spin it back from when you trashed me

I just took your bitch, hit her up we do the nasty

Met up with the clique, you know that I had to tag team

Pullin' up with sticks like lightsabers, know I'm dangerous

Feelin' like a Vader, I just pull up where the paper is

If they want the smoke, I'm at their home,

You call it catering

Zeros in the bank account, and suddenly it's pay to win

Just hit up my ex bitch, only use her for the benefits

I ain't talkin' cumberbatch when I say that I been a dick

Talkin' to your shorty, I might go ahead and bend a bitch

Keep on poppin' on the mic, I'm snappin', yeah, I'm sendin' hits

I said I'm snappin', I'm not talkin' who the center is

I said I'm snappin' to your bitch, I told her let me hit

I said I'm clackin' on your clique, they not gon' hear the click

I said I'm smackin' on your bitch, she say she innocent

Top two, not two, feelin' dark like Vaatu

On your block, sticks will get to spinnin' like a clock do

Yeah, I fuck her, break her up, and then I block you

Made her spread that V just like that motherfucker Spock do

They ain't fuck with me, they said that I'm a brand risk

When I get the cosign, I go on a fuckin' tangent

Took her out, said I'm a bit too much to manage

223's up in his chest will make a fucker vanish

Hot shit, bitch I feel obnoxious

Bounty on my head, could go ahead and make an opp rich

Top bitch, mop shit, took the whip and copped it

Hoes hittin' my DM, I took her to the tropics

Huh, bitch, wait a second, let's go change the topic

Do this rap shit and drop it right between some pop hits

If somebody want the smoke, just let em know I'm locked in

People talkin' shit up in a picture, so I cropped it