Yeah! Lil shawty movement You know you ain’t supposed to be over here man, for real Don’t make us come and get you man What up man! Tell your brother man My nigga better come around man Be good man, we ain’t sweating that little bit of money
Floody the lobby with the big niggas playing my square Tone caps homie bitch he to pickle, I’m melted up with gas jeans, champions sweat hood on Philadelphia had too many good blinks, To ask in his dynamite ray Double piping with the risk light in white I shit on the hood links, All we hold is put equal in ..Diesel we this time And this time, I’ma shit rhyme and for kilos oh, Who dare one text us, I flip the ex like Jamaicans, Can’t one stare, we shot your peoples I’m always balled up, nigga you want me both street I’m under the belt and all of me Ocean Bugged out, bugs bunny money niggas Plus my hands is life is that .. as I shoot up some dummies There niggas is gonna be hell up and happy when we’ll find you Plus we chopped off the mother hand.
And packs it up and then melt it to your brother house We want that cope nigga, every last f*ck it out You f*ck it with the wrong team I blow me leave your soldiers Got more than just stunts I pack he and my crime holders, Louis Vuitton wallet keep an ax in the gummy soul, Chain so big nigga it look like dummy go You funny though, f*ck em with the savage my niggas That will kill, will they come to six O’s in the figure Gun clappin happy ready to bust their triggers You used the corner, tryin to find you slumped in the river With the Cuban link purple ..stuck in your face, I’m a ghost chocked out no prince to trace, No easily case got a secret identity Don’t lose change in the game son, Pick the documentary I know you motherf*ckers like the back of my hand F*ck around the big toner get stumped by the clan assholes It’s rhymer.