[Intro: DJ Mykael V & nobigdyl.]
Yee
Ayo, I'm telling you we not stopping
Dyllie
Man, y'all already know what the vibe is
931, 615 (Yessir)

[Chorus: nobigdyl.]
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

[Verse 1: nobigdyl.]
Ayy, 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
Leavе a legacy to my lil' children they could carry on
Caring for my еnemies, 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, ayy, look), now I know they hearin' me
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)
[Chorus: nobigdyl. & Jon Keith]
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 (Ayy), that's a throwaway or not (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Jon Keith]
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

[Chorus: nobigdyl.]
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, that's a throwaway or not
[Outro: DJ Mykael V]
Ayo, somebody make sure that we exclusive
Special edition only Pops, aight?
We need to be available in all the stores
But at limited quantities, aight?
You know me, I gotta have the Yankee fitted with the throwback
And make sure we all got the Fear of Gods on aight?
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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