Stomp Stomp (feat. Jenn Carter, Tata & Dee Billz)

Like damn in the party I'm not having fun like thinking about using my gun
I'm tryna spot me a, like
I'm tryna make me a blunt
You gone tell on the truth
Like they got beat and went straight to the stu
Stomp stomp, that shit was cute
Why do they cap off the shit that they do
Bitch, came with 30 I left with 11
On his body don’t let him get lost
Like we made a movie on (damn)
What the fuck, boombaya, how you alive?
Stop the dissing get out of the kitchen
Like when is you coming outside
Too too deep when I'm on they side
Brodie oo like a piston
Caught him laking we already blitz em
I could never do bad on a mission
Walk walk down, walk em down just to better the distance
Like he can’t run it ain’t no where to run

Like he fuck up my vision this shit got me tripping
Bitch migos I'm sippin
Latto stay on that timing I call him he clicking
And she love how I'm dripping
The 40 like soccer the way that it’s kicking
Like what who really on that
Brodie got put on the floor like a doormat
Niggas talking but where he perform at
And if he got no motion I cannot support that
Bitch like, that’s the sound of the chop
Chop when we came we ain’t knocking
If d in the spot that’s a billion shots
Glah I'm first no hesitation
Down on his noggin we making em famous
Like she a baddie she loving my voice

She a thottie throw it in rotation
Someone tell me why he sound like a bitch more than jenny
Since they dissing this block it get heavy
I might be on chester up posted with the jetty
Like I might slide with 30 in the clip
And when I leave I bet the shit be empty
They wanna talk money nigga I got plenty

This 40 gone bark it’s sounding like confetti
Like if I hop out this car I might spark em
Shot em might parallel park em
13 in this rocket harley
Put the dot on his head I'm not missing my target
Huh, and when I'm off the ‘erky I tell her don’t fuck up my
And they man’s keep dying they don’t go and pick up the gun they just go in the stu and they cry

Like damn in the party I'm not having fun like thinking about using my gun
I'm tryna spot me a, like
I'm tryna make me a blunt
You gone tell on the truth
Like they got beat and went straight to the stu
Stomp stomp, that shit was cute
Why do they cap off the shit that they do

Boof of this wock in my cup like got two thots I don’t know who the one
Tha thop it shake it for some ones
Dissin on my m, she feeling the gun
My shit don’t got no saftey
Bro rock him to sleep like a baby
All of my pops be dying

Shit crazy I laugh on a daily
In the spot see a baddie with motion
I'm tryna dive in that ocean
Keepin’ it p I don’t got no emotion
Want no baby I hit with with a trojan
In the party sipping casamigos
Might switch it and pour up the henny
Tuti’s asking where is jenny
Told me she gone be here in like 22
Two thots and they both twins
Like I'm tryna go for the win
Check her down like a pen
Liquor dripping down her chin
We in the party with the barbies I'm with the steppers the fuckers and ken
Like fuck it might kick it to
Like I want her and her friend

Like damn in the party I'm not having fun like thinking about using my gun
I'm tryna spot me a, like
I'm tryna make me a blunt
You gone tell on the truth
Like they got beat and went straight to the stu
Stomp stomp, that shit was cute
Why do they cap off the shit that they do