Текст песни
I get my swag from my daddy
And my hustle from my momma
If you keep braggin' and keep lackin'
Imma hit you with this llama
I'm not here for no static
No I do not want no drama
But if you keep pressin' me
Gone get hit with lightening hear the thunder
You know what is mane
Crime on the beat
We out this hoe
Make the beat complete
We got phil in the stu
Everybody wanna know
You know how we do
See now you know who it is
Yeah i'm back up in this thang
I got them diamonds and they shining so I let my chain hang
If you keep looking you gone find me
And i'm gonna leave a stain
I disconnect you from your body
Leave your soul out of range
Break a dollar it make change
Yeah this outfit kinda strange
Yeah i'm in my own lane
So you stay in your own lane
Yeah you in your own way
Its gonna be a long day
It will all be okay if you would all pray.
Yeah I prey on the weak
That's 200 pounds of meat
Then I pray before I eat
Brush my teeth then go to sleep
I wake up to the money
That's real nice treat
Put this song on repeat
Clear the floor and lets get geeked
I get my swag from my daddy
And my hustle from my momma
If you keep braggin' and keep lackin'
Imma hit you with this llama
I'm not here for no static
No I do not want no drama
But if you keep pressin' me
Gone get hit with lightening hear the thunder
See a brothER earned his stripes
While I was grinding on nights
Alot heated conversation
Turn to tons of left and rights
That's why I do not fraternize
Yes I keep my circle tight
When it is the day of judgement
I just hope shit is right
But imma be alright sippin' sunny delight
Mix in a little gin and a little splash of sprite
But now I'm up all night and cannot walk straight line
Now I'm tripping see double I can't even tell the time
But see I'm with guys and I know they got my back
So if you messin' with me
Then you messin' with we
Now that's bad place
Cuz the may cause a stampede
Stomp you out viciously and then confiscate you keys
Now we riding really street
Burning out all yo unleaded and we got your ass in heat
Cuz this gas ain't cheap
But we are not no savages
So we bring back yo keys
Smack you once more good measure
You say thank you I say my pleasure