Lyrics
He was trying to get the refs cause it's a tech involved
Yeah, I'm feeling like Pac, I'm with some outlaws
I can see all the snakes because the grass ain't tall
You usually hit it out the park, but that's a foul ball
Big Blicky, spray harder than some aerosol
This all gas in this pack, bitch, this ethanol
She apple paid me two bands and I ain't called at all
Hey, baby, stop screaming before they call the law
Baby, quit playing, just loaf me
Fell asleep around the bitch, she wanna post me
If you try to knock the bitch, you just nosy
Know I keep the eight 24 like Kobe
They say the streets backed up, I'm causing a jam
I'm trying to fry a nigga guts the way I'm holding this pan
She said she lived her best life when she was choking on Xans
Stepped up her whole life and now she bringing in bands
The bitch says she miss me, that's the old me
You hoes don't really know me, blocking bullshit like a goalie
Got game, like I'm an OG
And your bitch is like a doki, making bands on the low key
The bitch says she miss me, that's the old me
Your hoes don't really know me, blocking bullshit like a goalie
Got game, like I'm an OG
And your bitch is like a door key, making bands on the low key
I don't need no scale, baby, I can see the gram
Yeah, I touch down every week just like I'm CD Lam
Baby, are you into content? I got a webcam
I be knocking shit up out the park, big grand slam
Pull up to the block with the switch like your mom
Your bitch be calling me king, I'm flexing, feeling like LeBron
Lil' baby mixed with them tight eyes, call her Milan
Baby, dick ain't cheap, it ain't free, don't come with coupon
I said I almost left the hammer when I stayed at the Palms
Gotta keep my brother with me so he stay off the ron
They say it's my turn to bat, murder one's Barry Bond
12 mad, she coming back, cause I'm paying the bond
You heard the feds watching me like I'm Commander at arms
Bitch, the hand is only out cause you paying the don