Stamina

[Intro]
Uh, uh
Wop, wop, wop (Skrrt), uh
Yeah, still clean (Thank you, Timmy boy)
Yeah, yeah, uh (Pfft), uh, uh

[Verse 1]
Think I got a problem, they screamin' and holler, that shit make me wanna keep shootin' (Buh)
Ayy, bro put the hollow, the niggas be jumpin' the fence, like, boy, what the fuck is you doin'?
Still'll hop out, fft, fft, fft
Fully gon' click, let the motherfucker do it
All of this shit I do different, these niggas be tryna be Yac, but they just can't do it (Can't do it)
Me and bronem out in Phoenix and ballin', I feel like I'm Kevin, he Devin (Skrrt, skrrt)
Ayy, I'm spinnin' the block, lookin' like Gilbert Arenas (Skrrt), still zero inside of my weapon
Like K.D. and D.B. (Ayy)
We out in Phoenix, them bitches gon' fuck for the freeski (Wop)
Swingin' that chop, I done hit this bitch so much, damn near caught a D.V. (Swingin' that chop)
Fuck on two bitches, they friends, the other on left (Haha), damn near called a three-peat (Damn)
Fuck on two bitches again the next weekend, that shit like a repeat (Damn)
Ayy, I will not call that nigga twin, that boy ain't my kin, he wanna delete me (He ain't twin, ayy)
Fuck the police and the county, ain't no shit about me, but they wanna free me (Ugh, the fuck?)
Ayy, you talkin' shit, nigga, stop it (Ayy)
I don't say no, got that yeah in my pocket (Got that yeah)
Ayy, and that bitch don't got no ass, but I told her to drop, still told her pop it
Uh, I don't go public with bitches (Ayy), fell out with my ex, but I know that she watchin'
Uh, bitches be plottin'
Ayy, keep that .40 on me when I go to her projects (What?)

[Bridge]
Huh (Phew), yeah (Phew), yeah (Phew, okay), yeah
'Bout to slide through in that, uh
Yeah (Hahaha), easy, yeah (Uh, ayy)

[Verse 2]
Hop out, strike (Ayy)
P90'll knock a pedestrian off of his bike
Ayy, bitch really psycho
I told her I love her, I should've just told the bitch, "Psych" (Psych)
Damn, right after I left
She like, "Damn, I should've been left," yeah, I told the bitch, "Right" (Right)
She ask what I like, told her I broke my keyboard (Yeah), bitch, I ain't got no type (Yeah, yeah)
These niggas worst nightmare, bitch-ass nigga, cut on that light (Phew)
Big-ass .308 hit the back of his car and that motherfucker cut out the lights (Grrah, grrah)
She gon' be mournin' whenever I leave 'cause I told a lil' bitch I ain't stayin' tonight
I ain't with the crap (Uh-uh), shakin' like dice, told a bitch I don't gamble with life
All of these cars from these labels and deals on the table, it's gettin' my manager tight
Nigga kept runnin' his mouth, now he runnin' for real (Yeah), we gon' see what that stamina like

[Outro]
Phew, phew
Ahh, ayy, go