Letras
Hey, desert storm three-eighths around me, balaclavas
I call them turbans, long as you know the purpose
Two functioning fiends, itching for them, where the perkies
Just got the drop-off, P-finder, finna purge it
Pookie in the ring with any threat, winner versus, yeah
MacBook shut down on me, call the hacker urgent, shh, ayy
No cap talk, I'm allergic, bring the funds to me
No lil' bitch, I'm a clerky, ayy
Helmet laying T, cost a pair of off-white runners
Ayy, no baby money, three Gs, banging, I'm on stunner
Ayy, this bait bag don't carry off my Glock, no, you wonder
Come and try it, I'ma take him for a joke and leave him under
Ayy, put some raw cut, shh, fish scale on the lyrics
She got a small butt, eyes great, baby, she eat carrots, shh
Told all them niggas in the joint to eat carrots
So you can catch a sneak attack on the walks by the terrorists
Ayy, no license, uh, just a phone and you embarrassed
Talked to white girl with class, she told her friend, I called her Karen
Ayy, shooters, they be jumping out the zo-pound with eight wigs
Ayy, three niggas with two hands each, we got eight sticks
Ayy, shoot the gun from Ypsilanti all the way to K-Zoo, shh
Don't act dumb, girl, you know I'm in a space suit, shh
AR shooting through the window, nigga, you ain't bait-proof, whew, shh
Just got these jacks from Verizon
Tryna be a better role model for Brody Tyson, shh
Take a trip to free my mind, Jumanji Island
This chick a vegan, ain't no asking, buy no Bison, ayy
Just be careful with them braces, all that biting
I be on my stand down, but when I stand up, they back down
Damn, his ass a hard pass to Journey, y'all fire the captain
Disrespect my cuz, baby boy, you get max rounds
Speaking hard on two ties, I promise you get fat down
That's a Storm 3A, surround with balaclavas
We call them turbans, long as you know the purpose
Two functioning fiends, itching for him with our herkies
Just got the drop-off, P-Finder for the purging
Put me in the ring with any threat, winter versus
MacBook shut down on me, call the hacker urgent, shh
Ayy, no cap talk, I'm allergic
Bring the funds to me, lil' bitch, I'ma clerk it
Lil' bitch, I'ma clerk it, it's a desert storm
It's a desert storm, 3A, surround with balaclavas
We call them turbans, long as you know the purpose
For real though, R.P. Sonny, I'm free two times
It's a two-time world, it's a two-time game
I'm in the game, I be hanging on the game
Ayy, I need a new heart flame, yeah, ayy
Ayy, I need a new heart flame, yeah, ayy