Skrrt Put me on record Is it recordin' right now? Keep it like that Don't take nothin' off Gang (Ayo, Fiji got that sauce) Look, what I say, though? Ayy
Pistol on my hip, shit guard me now Be with my Glock like Snoopy and Charlie Brown Ayy, shoot a clip at his hair, that Charlie Sheen Alexander raincoat drippin', Lightning McQueen Stack up my racks like Alfalfa and Spanky Put his ass on Fox, ain't talking 'bout Jamie He don't look when he shoot, he don't really be aimin' My lil' shooter be spinnin', them young niggas dangerous She like, "Yay, what you doin'?" I told her, "Maintaining" He said he fuckin' with me, what the fuck was he thinkin'? Ayy, I'm goin' up, I got bigger rankin' Glock came with a switch, catch an opp and I'm spankin'
Ayy, I'm serving Cookies like Chips Ahoy Don't want him to die, then get your boy Ayy, my nigga slide likе Fisher-Price Hang with a bitch in the A, I'ma miss my flight Gang, thеy pull up with the sticks at night Ayy, play, you get put in the air like a kite Everything off the head, forgot how to write Niggas really be 12 like Howard, Dwight Ninety-nine shots, Jae Crowder, snipe My opps' mama be sniffin' on powders, white Catch an opp and I FaceTime 'em like Skype Like where would I be if I ain't pick up a mic?
Gang This shit here so hard Ain't gon' cap, I really wanna come in right now, but at the same time, I wanna let the beat ride That shit so gang, no cap, look Jackie Chan them, turn, no cap, look Guess what?
Ayy, pull up with sticks just like Jackie Chan If he look sweet, we jack your mans Plugged overseas, sticks from Japan Glock named Peter, it came with a pan Cookin' white bitch, I turn it to tan Ayy, play, you get burnt, just telling you in advance Wanna be a rapper, just gave it a chance Fell in love with my stick, in public, I'm holding her hand, gang
Pistol on my hip, shit guard me now Be with my Glock like Snoopy and Charlie Brown Ayy, shoot a clip at his hair, that Charlie Sheen Alexander raincoat drippin', Lightning McQueen Stack up my racks like Alfalfa and Spanky Put his ass on Fox, ain't talking 'bout Jamie He don't look when he shoot, he don't really be aimin' My lil' shooter be spinnin', them young niggas dangerous She like, "Yay, what you doin'?" I told her, "Maintaining"Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
