Letras
Yeah, shit is gully
'Bout to put on the skully
Yo
Two tears in a bucket
Imagine Mop from LeToya Luckett
Fuck it, put my shit out in public
No shame, no Rogaine, no pain, no gain, no thang
Ain't no way, I don't play, I'm okay
My footwork like Cassius Clay
Used to mix the kush with Alizé
Some niggas get clipped and pass away
Type of shit that a mask should face
Laser beam when I blast the K
My BK niggas on that eight-deuce trey
Some niggas hate, I scrape the plate and play
My shoes couldn't last a day
Proves I got something to say
Aerosmith and Run, rock this way
Stop clocking me, them cats is gay
Mean no harm, got Amino on
Spit acid tabs on this mean old song
Couple drags of smoke, bags of choke
They couldn't find the serum, this the antidote
Yo, jeans and Timberlands
Summertime, multiply like gremlins
For the KO, knockout, finish him
We killing 'em, we killing 'em, killing 'em
Back at it, weed habit
These niggas is crack addicts, Supreme Mathematics
Asthmatic, Asiatic, bunny rabbit
Chasing carrots, it's quite apparent I'm savage
Maverick, hustlers pay tariffs
Above average like Jazz and Aladdin
Stack cabbage, ride horse and carriage
Too many whores to resort to marriage
Ransacked the spot, did some damage
Banging pots and pans from here to San Fran
I'm the man, supply and demand
Cut it up right while this shit was tan
If you pan left to right, catch me dead on sight
With my a-alikes, b-alikes, and c-alikes
I know now everything gon' be aight
Black hoodies make it hard to see at night
The streetlights bang Crip, street life
Pussy tight, mushy type, no bushy, right?
I'm tryna get right and I will
Despite what I kill, I'ma eat that still
Yo, jeans and Timberlands