Текст песни
Get that shit off your head, man
What about what I'm doing
Why I got to do nothing when the battery is jumped off
You can't be giving me a surprise, bitch
Move
Oh my god, Jerm did it again
Me and roach gon' kick shit even with the boot
Corner sitting with no bag, but he know the shoot
Something like a pit in the game, they done let me loose
Some niggas music make me sick like I got the flu
Ten with me talking slick off a cup of deuce
Know niggas heard about the gang, we step like troops
Steady trying to get to the bag, we chasing loot
Pull up proper, talking about that cheese and all black suit
Gon' be flashy, single-pass, we ridin coupe
No comp in this rap shit, it's us and who
Sosa say this racks on the floor like one or two
Told buddy get up out the lane when I'm coming through
Me and Six known to spit facts when we in the booth
Half you niggas real cap stars, don't tell the truth
Heard Roach the next big thing coming out of Duke
Made the beat, I'ma spit heat, probably drop a nuke
Yeah, nigga, a nuke like the, like the, like the after, the after wave
The heat wave of that motherfucking, you know what I'm talking about
Yeah, nigga
Damn
Come different on this shit, cause I do it with ease
Said she only giving head, top let the pussy bleed
Little boy to me, you a poodle, I'm a different breed
Only town I rep, not the M, it's on my sleeve
Get Dukes right with the drip, she rocking Celine
Like my shorty well-dressed, and she kinda mean
Nigga only worry about this self, ain't no I team
Always coming up in the clutch, cause it's in my jeans
My boy going for the zone, hit him up the seam
Got the hook and the paint, something like Kareem
Elijah on the number nine, just call him hakeem
Niggas can't fuck with us, probably in they dreams
Mmm, mmm, mmm, ah, ah, ah, ah
Damn
Yeah, nigga, we talking that shit on that bitch, nigga