seminar - specxfic lyrics
[intro]
what? yeah, d*mn (ooh, ooh)
[chorus]
i be too d*mn high inside the plane, like oh my god
we was finna’ rob him, made him pray right to allah
n*ggas on my wave like rod, i don’t play i keep a chop
d*mn this gun, could stop a opp (d*mn this gun, could stop a opp)
d*mn this gun, could stop a opp
she like, “turn on your location”, i cannot, no, i cannot
and this ho, acting annoying, had to put her on the block
and i shoot like michael jordan, but we playin’ in the lot
seventeen, i seen a lot, but you can tell by how i walk
this ain’t bellair, i’m sippin’ wock, no you can tell just by the drop
ups, told her, “don’t talk”, i got the package out the box
you sippin’ water, i’m sippin’ wock, i’m sippin’ wock, i’m sippin’ wock
she keep talkin’, i told her, “don’t talk”, i told her, “don’t talk”, i told her, “don’t talk”
[verse]
keep a gun, no, i won’t use my fist on opps
she can not go on my phone, i told this ho she need to walk
no i do not do no groups, no i can’t do seminars
we brought drakes to the preformancе, but they ain’t see drake at all
she ask if i rap, i told hеr, “no ho, i play ball”
i told coach to put me in the game, i wanna ball
i do what i want, like when i want, i don’t do laws
he said he don’t who ‘spec is, d*mn, he a lost cause
i just bought a chop, now i’ma send him up to god
this ho think i’m kankan, tell that ho like double r
this ho tryna top me, tell that ho to use her jaw
and these n*ggas bitin’, almost told them they was jaws
this ho p*ssed me off, because she cannot do her job
get a n*gga back*doored, have him saying, “something off”
we got glocks, right hand, they fifty percent off
we could get a n*gga gone, i told her, “we just need his drop”
[chorus]
d*mn this gun, could stop a opp (d*mn this gun, could stop a opp)
d*mn this gun, could stop a opp
she like, “turn on your location”, i cannot, no, i cannot
and this ho, acting annoying, had to put her on the block
and i shoot like michael jordan, but we playin’ in the lot
seventeen, i seen a lot, but you can tell by how i walk
this ain’t bellair, i’m sippin’ wock, no you can tell just by the drop
ups, told her, “don’t talk”, i got the package out the box
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