Stamp That

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

[Verse]
Look, yeah, they say "Ayo Jay. you be stampin' the shit"
N***a, I'm steppin' the fifth
Got the money on my mind lil' n***a, n***as they know I'm legit
Come to go see St. Patrick and shit, he's the guy that walk on my stick
Ain't no time I ain't lovin' this shit, ain't no time I ain't lovin' this shit
They say "Ayo Jay, you be stampin' the shit", now let me step to the Fifth
Everything on my mind, heard they got back on my head lil' n***a I ain't never gon' pine
N***as gon' kill me lil' n***a I ain't waste no time, everything for the Fifth
I know these n***as wanna give me a hit
I heard them older heads on my dick, get it
Yeah they hatin', they wishin', wishin' me go die to myself
Every time a lil n***a I ain't wishin' him well
I give him a kiss and I tell, through the phone
Bro got them n***as gon' blow the bell
We ain't worry, lil n***a I ain't tellin'
My n***as comin' with friends as well
Pretty lil gang, lil n***a 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***a I ain't hop If they see me n***a who gon' switch
You stupid, shit ain't getting hot
Your skin and tongue, you stay low
If they see me, n***a, hit a pop
We ain't worried, n***a, what you took
Had the clock, n***a, for my side
It's a young n***a in the style
We're going to do it, n***a, when they try me
There's some pussy n***as want to kill me
Twelve n***as, yeah, they're going to skip
N***a, I'm skipping the shit
Everything going down for the 50
If they love me, they seeing I'm down
They see a pussy n***a chaining around
They ain't want to see me stepping the shit
I could just kill a town
We're going to hit him, n***a
We're going to hit him
We ain't going to talk
I'm telling some tales
I know them n***as, they tell me, well, we're about to knock
If you pull up on home, my n***as come, we gon' drop, hell
We ain't wearin' no shit, got a goddess
Like bros speakin' through the youth
I tell my n***as 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***as, I'm comin'
My n***as steppin' and shit for the 50
If they like my little n***a, I'm legit
All my eyes on the pot, I'm shit, yeah