Stamp That lyrics

[Intro]
Bo!
(Yo cut off me, Pablo crazy for this mothaf*cka)

[Verse]
Look, yeah, they say "Ayo Jay. you be stampin' the sh*t"
n*gga, I'm steppin' the fifth
Got the money on my mind lil' n*gga, n*ggas they know I'm legit
Come to go see St. Patrick and sh*t, he's the guy that walk on my stick
Ain't no time I ain't lovin' this sh*t, ain't no time I ain't lovin' this sh*t
They say "Ayo Jay, you be stampin' the sh*t", now let me step to the Fifth
Everything on my mind, heard they got back on my head lil' n*gga I ain't never gon' pine
n*ggas gon' kill me lil' n*gga I ain't waste no time, everything for the Fifth
I know these n*ggas wanna give me a hit
I heard them older heads on my di*k, get it
Yeah they hatin', they wishin', wishin' me go die to myself
Every time a lil n*gga I ain't wishin' him well
I give him a kiss and I tell, through the phone
Bro got them n*ggas gon' blow the bell
We ain't worry, lil n*gga I ain't tellin'
My n*ggas comin' with friends as well
Pretty lil gang, lil n*gga I ain't tellin'
Moan, bro, like nah
Got the time, like flow, gang, like flow, they got knock
And I'm talkin' bout stay on my block
Big paper, lil n*gga I ain't hop If they see me n*gga who gon' switch
You stupid, sh*t ain't getting hot
Your skin and tongue, you stay low
If they see me, n*gga, hit a pop
We ain't worried, n*gga, what you took
Had the clock, n*gga, for my side
It's a young n*gga in the style
We're going to do it, n*gga, when they try me
There's some pus*y n*ggas want to kill me
Twelve n*ggas, yeah, they're going to skip
n*gga, I'm skipping the sh*t
Everything going down for the 50
If they love me, they seeing I'm down
They see a pus*y n*gga chaining around
They ain't want to see me stepping the sh*t
I could just kill a town
We're going to hit him, n*gga
We're going to hit him
We ain't going to talk
I'm telling some tales
I know them n*ggas, they tell me, well, we're about to knock
If you pull up on home, my n*ggas come, we gon' drop, hell
We ain't wearin' no sh*t, got a goddess
Like bros speakin' through the youth
I tell my n*ggas I don't really trust nobody
I can tell it through the truth
Not a state of myself, I'm the lowest
It's a blunt, gon' hit it like through
We're about to knock
If you bang, this got trippin', we ain't hittin' a move
We ain't wearin' no n*ggas, I'm comin'
My n*ggas steppin' and sh*t for the 50
If they like my little n*gga, I'm legit
All my eyes on the pot, I'm sh*t, yeah