Protocol

By Finesse Curt

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I’m on my grind diddy bopping doing my thug thizzle

All gas no brakes whole buck sixty

Got lil mama on the line like what’s up with it

But my momma told me boy you bet not trust these women

So I gotta watch her keep my eyes on the prize

Ion even trust my dawgs keep my on the guys

It’s only protocol to keep yo eyes ya nine

If you call my phone private than yo call get declined

The caller that you reached they did not answer

They say I’m acting boujie but I’m way above standards

Fuck a nigga and a bitch excuse my manners

I hold the rights to the mechanics like it’s arm and hammer

Misunderstood but I bet a nigga understand it

I’m smoking trees on the mountain that my farmer planted

Tropicana cookies with a cup of coffee

Ex bitch tried to trap me I told her get the fuck off me

I flip the script than switch the flow

I flip my bitch than hit the door

For a grip i crank the engine than I hit the road

A half of million dollar check in the centerfold

I’m bag chasing sack chasing real road runner

Trap for 31 days in a 4 runner

Icy Gemini pendant Issa cold summer

H2O I’m drippy in a old hummer

I’m on my grind diddy bopping doing my thug thizzle

All gas no brakes whole buck sixty

Got lil mama on the line like what’s up with it

But my momma told me boy you bet not trust these women

So I gotta watch her keep my eyes on prize

Ion even trust my dawgs keep my on the guys

It’s only protocol to keep yo eyes ya nine

If you call my phone private than yo call get declined

Stop calling my phone private bitch you childish and you petty

50 missed calls silent all the text say fuck you eddie

Damn you aggy you a noodle you spaghetti

She wanna drive the boat but I left her at the jetty

I’m on the yatch smoking ports at the port of Miami

I’m 5’ 5” on ten toes is why these niggas can stand me

I had to get it off the muscle fuck a hand me down

Same ones ran me off trying to run me down

Ima running up and down the interstate

Than right back up the mountain

Filling up my dinner plate with plenty cakes and brownies

I just scored at the store ima corner stone

Monopolize the board and build a corner store

Never played sports but I always been a baller

IPhone ring another bitch on my caller

Idk why these broke niggas even bother

My cash flow was short so I had to stack it taller

I’m on my grind diddy bopping doing my thug thizzle

All gas no brakes whole buck sixty

Got lil mama on the line like what’s up with it

But my momma told me boy you bet not trust these women

So I gotta watch her keep my eyes on prize

Ion even trust my dawgs keep my on the guys

It’s only protocol to keep yo eyes ya nine

If you call my phone private than yo call get declined