Mosh Pit

You ain’t gon’ stop shit
You ain’t gon’ pop shit..
You ain’t gon’ mop shit
Fuck you on opp shit?
You said you gon cop it?
Nah nigga you ain’t copping shit
We hopping over nigga
Call it mosh pit

Okay
Wanna make it?
Gotta be built like this
Wanna make it bop?
It gotta be kilt like this
Why they mad?
Cause you on yo shit
Okay
Don’t get in this face
This 45 make you levitate
Send you to heaven gates
Pray you awake
Another breath you take
I’m the one that eliminates
Bitch make no mistakes
I’m the last standing one
Yeah I intimidates
I’ve already won
And that’s nothing but facts
Yeah okay
Imma make you understand, I’m not really fucking playing
You come around these parts, you’ll be laying like sand
But deeper in the grass, aka no mans land
That’s where no man stands
I’m just letting you know
The demons dance

You ain’t gon’ stop shit
You ain’t gon’ pop shit..
You ain’t gon’ mop shit
Fuck you on opp shit?
You said you gon cop it?
Nah nigga you ain’t gon’ cop shit
We hopping over nigga
Call it mosh pit

~Dee Bardi~
Uh
This bitch should make her wet
Then go get tech
And you never heard a nigga say he pulled up on me yet
They know I’ll pop
They know I’ll drop
Why you fucking with her and she fucking your opps
You fucking with my head I’ll pull up and pop
Blow off your top
The fuck you gon’ stop
Real street shit, street shit
They know I’ll leak shit, leak shit
I ball hard MJ shit
Stephen Curry 3 point bitch
Oh they didn’t know I was a pimp
I peep the game, how it go
If you didn’t want a pimp then what you fucking with me foe
You wanna make it, you gotta boss up like this
You wanna flex shit?
I snapped your neck like dis
You wanna cop shit, stack your checks like this
You want a bop then put Dee Bardi on it, Ah

You ain’t gon’ stop shit
You ain’t gon’ pop shit..
You ain’t gon’ mop shit
Fuck you on opp shit?
You said you gon cop it?
Nah nigga you ain’t gon’ cop shit
We hopping over nigga
Call it a mosh pit