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Ayo I'm telling you we not stopping Dyllie Man y'all already know what the vibe is 931615 (Yessir) 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 (She hot yeah) Only time I'm cuffing like a cop Look, Dyllie made a holy bop Soli Deo Gloria Like a roly I don't stop On my grind, Tony Hawk Like my hair, got a lot I'm a bear, Goldilocks Wrote it down in ten flat That's a throwaway or not Ayy, steppin' out of Fear of God And I got the fear of God Dying just to live, that's a paradox Yeah, tryna touch a milli 'fore carried off Leave a legacy to my little children thеy could carry on Caring for my enemies Hеre for infinity Lot of y'all just got that Karen energy Letras de cancionesI just want my people free from the devil's tyranny Put it on the village beat Now I know they hear me I could never sell my soul to Pharaoh that's hilarity I be dodging arrows from the devil like a Cherokee Baby girl it's [?] in all sincerity Invariably you not a Pharisee you just a parody 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 (She hot yeah) Only time I'm cuffing like a cop Look, Dyllie made a holy bop Soli Deo Gloria Like a roly I don't stop On my grind, Tony Hawk Like my hair, got a lot I'm a bear, Goldilocks Wrote it down in ten flat That's a throwaway or not Ayy, yeah I ain't gon' quit 'til they turn me to a flip Holy hand on the Spirit I need bags on my chips I don't hit tricks My baby like cash to yo' scent, yuh Ever since I got a backhand for my sins, yuh Willy Shakes with the pen I might have to set a trend Yeah my pop 'bout to end Got to many famous friends 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 brain If my arm's in the air then I got the upperhand (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 you're 'bout to get the bling 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 (She hot yeah) Only time I'm cuffing like a cop Look, Dyllie made a holy bop Soli Deo Gloria Like a roly I don't stop On my grind, Tony Hawk Like my hair, got a lot I'm a bear, Goldilocks Wrote it down in ten flat That's a throwaway or not 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 got to have the yankee fit with the throwback And make sure we all got the fear God's 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? From Letras Mania