HICCUPS - Joey Trap

Boss nigga, go figure

Even if you talk shit, I won’t diss ya'

Pull up with the chop stick, uh

It’s a stick up

Niggas think they flow sick, but so

Excuse me

A lane switching, no snitching

Aim with ya' languages, no bitching

Same as these lame niggas that stay simping

I stay with that 'K gripping, I can’t kick it

Even if you aim listen, them shots missing

You talking, you was sneak dissing, but that’s fishing

I prolly got some beef, vision, go wash dishes

'Cause most you niggas stay fibbing

You stay slipping

Niggas think they flow sick, but it’s so

Excuse me, I’m-…

Excuse me, I do not fuck with no broke niggas and that’s on my set

I been getting bread since I was young had to grind and sweat

I remember trapping out the crib where the fiends was at

I was prolly selling some narcotics in yo culdisac

Bitch, I get that money, I do everything I do to eat

If my family ain’t got no food, then I don’t get no sleep

Had to bring that action 'cause my pops done told me talk is cheap

Gangstas move in silence, you don’t see us when and when we walk, we creep

You can’t touch a boss nigga, go figure

Even if you talk shit, I won’t diss ya'

Pull up with the chop stick, uh

It’s a stick up

Niggas think they flow sick, but so

Excuse me