Mop lyrics

by

Yung Drilla YG


[Intro]
(Dmac on the f*ckin' track)
What you need? Just hit my phone up

[Chorus]
Lil' bro just bought a mop (Mop)
He tryna do some chores (Chore)
Told me he p*ssed off (p*ssed), he tryna up the score (Score)
Shoot sh*t like Rick Fox (Uh)
Circle blocks, that's for sure
Block to block like we tourin'
Sunny out, but I left it pourin' (Brr-rrah!)
I was in the trap house, late nights, early mornings (Trap)
Cooling with them hoarders (Uh), counting Robert Borden's (Uh)
I gave that lil' b*tch my heart, but she f*ckin' stole it (Trap)
f*ck love, show no emotions (Trap)
This Glizzy, I adore it (Glizzy)

[Verse]
I'm in the kitchen, water, and whippin'
What you need? Just hit my phone up
I got that coke, no Cola
Fiends ringing my Motorola
Jay Slip, that's my soldier
One false move will turn you over
I f*cked her on the sofa, pulled out, left that pus*y soakin'
I'm tryna double this pack, I put the stove on low, whipped in slow motion (Whip)
My trap house never closed, it's open
My fiends, they stay jonesin
All my n*ggas slide, black gloves when we ride
Leave your fam' in suit, and tie
Diss the gang, that's suicide
I'm from the Park, so I slide
I stay clutchin' on that iron
All black, my attire, leave your f*ckin' hooyo cryin'
Walked up on that n*gga, shot him, he lost weight like a diet
My killers in the field, we ain't hidin', and they do what I say like Simon
[Chorus]
Lil' bro just bought a mop (Mop)
He tryna do some chores (Chore)
Told me he p*ssed off (p*ssed), he tryna up the score (Score)
Shoot sh*t like Rick Fox (Uh)
Circle blocks, that's for sure
Block to block like we tourin'
Sunny out, but I left it pourin' (Brr-rrah!)
I was in the trap house, late nights, early mornings (Trap)
Cooling with them hoarders (Uh), counting Robert Borden's (Uh)
I gave that lil' b*tch my heart, but she f*ckin' stole it (Trap)
f*ck love, show no emotions (Trap)
This Glizzy, I adore it (Glizzy)
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