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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