Ayo, I'm telling you we not stopping
Dyllie
Man, y'all already know what the vibe is
931, 615 (yes sir)
I ain't gon' stop 'til they turn me to a Pop (get my dreads right)
Dyllie turn the beat into a bop (get my steps right)
Baby girl holy and she hot (and she hot, yeah)
Only time I'm cuffin' like a cop (yeah, okay, alright)
Look, Dyllie made a holy bop, Soli Deo Gloria
Like a Rollie, I don't stop, on my grind, Tony Hawk
Like my hair, I got it locked, I'm a bear, Goldilocks
Wrote it down in ten flat (yeah, look), that's a throwaway or not (yeah)
Steppin' out of fear of God and I got the Fear of God
Dying just to live, that's a paradox (go, go)
Yeah, tryna touch a milli' 'fore I'm carried off
Leave a legacy to my lil' children they could carry on
Caring for my enemies, here for infinity (forever)
Lot of y'all just got the Karen energy
I just want my people free from the Devil's tyranny
Put it on a village beat (yeah), now I know they hearin' me (ayy)
I could never sell my soul to Pharaoh, that's hilarity
I be dodging arrows from the Devil like a Cherokee (go, go)
Baby girl is sweet as Sara Lee in all sincerity
Invariably, you not a Pharisee, you just a parody (yee)
I ain't gon' stop 'til they turn me to a Pop (get my dreads right)
Dyllie turn the beat into a bop (get my steps right)
Baby girl holy and she hot (and she hot, yeah)
Only time I'm cuffin' like a cop (yeah, okay, alright)
Look, Dyllie made a holy bop, Soli Deo Gloria
Like a Rollie, I don't stop, on my grind, Tony Hawk
Like my hair, I got it locked, I'm a bear, Goldilocks
Wrote it down in ten flat (yeah, look), that's a throwaway or not (yeah)
I ain't gon' quit 'til they turn me to a flip (ayy)
Holy hand on the script (ayy), I need bags for my chips (ayy)
I don't hit tricks, my baby like cash to yo' cent, yeah
Ever since I got a backhand for my sins, yeah
Willy Shakes with the pen, I might have to set a trend (yeah)
I'ma pop by the end, got too many famous friends (yeah, way too many)
Spirit moves when I'm weak so I wear it like my skin
To my scars and my pain and I turn it to my brand
If my arm's in the air then I got the upper hand (like this?)
Satan always double sin, I ain't got no time for him
If I pop like a star, I'ma stick it when I land
Holy blicky left hand, man, y'all 'bout to get the blam
I ain't gon' stop 'til they turn me to a Pop (get my dreads right)
Dyllie turn the beat into a bop (get my steps right)
Baby girl holy and she hot (and she hot, yeah)
Only time I'm cuffin' like a cop (yeah, okay, alright)
Look, Dyllie made a holy bop, Soli Deo Gloria
Like a Rollie, I don't stop, on my grind, Tony Hawk
Like my hair, I got it locked, I'm a bear, Goldilocks
Wrote it down in ten flat (yeah, look), that's a throwaway or not
Ayo, somebody make sure that we exclusive special edition only Pops, a'ight?
We need to be available in all the stores but at limited quantities, a'ight?
You know me, I gotta have the Yankee fitted with the Throwback
And make sure we all got the Fear of God's on a'ight?
Listen, make sure Dyllie's dreads is tight
And I need Mogli's beard lookin' sharp
And make sure that Jon's is extra skinny with the ring on the left hand
You heard?
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