Chicken tenders bitch I got the sauce
If we do not work that's not a loss
ARNXW in this
AYOFALC hit 'em up
When I
When I woo
They gon try to jack it when I groove
Im bout to pick my son up after school
Me and him be laughing at you too
Hah
But for this life I said I grew
I raise my hand I said I do
And for my home bitch I don't play
I get my get my grrt and say okay
Ah
And you should probably get your patience up
Shit would happen for you if you wasn't hating much
Brush yo hating teeth and microwave your hater lunch
And speak when only spoken to and you be saying stuff
And they just
Uh
Say my name in vane
Me I need some space
Need two feet to race
Shoe no lace
I might drive my fuckin car with out no breaks
I been in and out my mind I look ahead and see my face
Shit if I drop my brain again it'll probably never fit in place
That shit ain't straight
Tilted crazy 8's
I sit alone inside my mind
Don't close my eyes I need them open
Shit ain't safe
Hydrophonics speeding down my lane
Skrt skrt skrt skrt skrt
Observe a king advance yourself
Only kill don't ask em questions let em yell
Them older kids absolve the youth
Them only kowards over there now who are you
Eh?
Okay
Okay
Okay
Okay
Okay
Pussy feel like top down in the rain
I only put my hat down where I lay
Don't pass the ball to me cuz I don't play
But if I touch that bitch you know I'm finna shoot
Still ain't fix my tooth
Stack up all this loot
Style like oh
Rosco in my boot
Still ain't had no clue
Fuck you mean
Fuck you think I wear these tims like it's '93?
I walk all day insides these soles
Straight big enough to stomp yo dreams
My nigga sheesh
If I'm cooling then you know I brought the yeesh
Only kill don't ask no questions let em yeee
Only kowards over there now who are you
Eh?
Okay
Okay
Okay
Okay
Okay
Chicken tenders bitch I got the sauce
If we do not work that's not a loss
Hundreds bitch I stack them up for days
While you niggas was tryna cop some jays
I was in the A4 low
Deeper than G-I joe
With the whole damn team
Move in a 4 door ting
Grass colored forest green
And the ting go bling!
Yeah nigga high pitch too
Gas in hybrid coup
Got a LLC
Tax time write the whole thing
Yeah nigga milage too
Observer a king advance yourself
Only kill don't ask em questions let em yell
Okay
Them older kids absolve the youth
And only kowards over there now who are you
Eh?
Okay
Okay
Okay
Okay
Okay