Lyrics
Used to walk around like we run the whole city
As of late I been out the damn picture
To the side minding all my own chicken
Young nigga in the coop still spinning
Party jumping like a damn bar mitzvah
I can pay whatever the damage is
100 ways I could break it down, Mrs.
Bread break, heartbreak, broke niggas
Okay I'm coming down u running downtown with that half pint
Still feel like half mine
Did I call at a bad time?
Okay don't turn this down once niggas found out what your plans like
Damn right
Did I call at a bad time?
The 11th letter of the alphabet with me
Like a camcorder, came with night vision
I pull up, they gon' run up like a sentence
My bitch, my skin & my business
(Okay)
Killing Shit - Lil Herb, Lil Bibby
(Lil Bibby)
With a magazine of the old benji
I can do a spread with a whole 50
Do the dash on the pigs, I'll hit it
(Okay)
Pop out with something out a pageant
(Yea)
Pop out with something out of Magic
(Ooh)
No look, I pass her like Magic
Voilà, new racks, I do magic
Whip out the B-roll,
That lil bitty boy and his motion got cut, it was static
Inspect the whip for the gadget
Come through like night for that action
Okay I'm coming down u running downtown with that half pint
Still feel like half mine
Did I call at a bad time?
Okay don't turn this down once niggas found out what your plans like
Damn right
Did I call at a bad time?
Next
Everything to the left
(Beyoncé)
Different numbers get pressed
(ring)
Put it back in context
Uh
Getting paid to reflect
Different things to protect
(I got that)
Ace of Spade to the neck
(I got that)