Propane, blunts
In the center console
Can't afford mistakes, my nigga still on parole
We be rollin' fasho
Duckin' dodgin' them cops
Pullin' up on a stain, I'm takin' mine off the top
Chinese, rice
Gold grills, ice
Catch a nigga in traffic
On God it's a fight
Country Grammar the speakers
Nellyville on the floor
Air Force, Ones
STL in this hoe
EJ Carter
A nigga
That's scrappin' when he got action
That ain't finna step on stage and get to rappin' with no back end
That quietly do numbers in the trenches he be stackin'
That'll morph into the Kraken when it's time to get shit crackin'
I know you niggas be lackin' I be watchin' you like Slade
Don't ever misbehave 'cause I'll direct you to your grave
These hoes actin' out, look like they playin' charades
These niggas keep pillow talkin' I'm 'bout to run 'em they fades
May Day Parade, square up with me I'm gon' work you
Funny I got dem hands lil dawg run up I'll hurt you
Bars on top of bars I'm goin' in like its curfew
I owe you niggas that crack and I promise to reimburse you
Listen
Summertime it be hotter than Hell's Kitchen,
Too many niggas is killin' and bitches can't see the vision
Ain't no hope for the streets, I play the cards I was dealt
Why the fuck would I let you eat when its every man for himself? (Boy!)
Propane, blunts
In the center console
Can't afford mistakes, my nigga still on parole
We be rollin' fasho
Duckin' dodgin' them cops
Pullin' up on a stain, I'm takin' mine off the top
Chinese, rice
Gold grills, ice
Catch a nigga in traffic
On God it's a fight
Country Grammar the speakers
Nellyville on the floor
Air Force, Ones
STL in this hoe
Niggas hatin' on me that's okay nigga I know you pussy
Please don't push me I got plenty of killers and they ain't rookies
5800 them my numbers
You niggas ain't got no thumpers
That we ain't never seen
If so them hoes ain't clean
My niggas with the schemes
You know we bout that cream
You know we hittin' them licks
We really don't give a shit
'Bout a pussy ass nigga
A pussy ass hoe
Big Pi God Watchin' pull up right outside your door
At the Riverfront plottin' (Wassup!)
Half of us is stupid the other half got no option
Fuck it we gettin' it poppin'
Bodies is droppin' (Yeah!)
If you ain't talkin' 'bout us stoppin' you part of the problem
So shut your mouth and keep it mobbin'
Keep it pushin', keep it movin'
You see us out here groovin' (You see it!)
You see us out here doin' what you claimin' you be doin'
This shit is temporary my situations improvin'
But I ain't goin' (Nah!)
And niggas pray to see me losin'
I'm a real go nigga bitch I never slack
First I went and got the fam, and we left the trap
Then I got, my revenge, niggas met the strap
Whole time, ya'll was lyin', and I let ya cap
Mac 11 for you NARCs I'mma let it clap
Box Chevy same color as a Tesseract
Hit you on a Friday, like Rebecca Black
Everybody hard as fuck, 'til they neck get snapped
Facts
Propane, blunts
In the center console
Can't afford mistakes, my nigga still on parole
We be rollin' fasho
Duckin' dodgin' them cops
Pullin' up on a stain, I'm takin' mine off the top
Chinese, rice
Gold grills, ice
Catch a nigga in traffic
On God it's a fight
Country Grammar the speakers
Nellyville on the floor
Air Force, Ones
STL in this hoe
Chi-Chi-Chinese, rice
Gold Grillz, Ice