2.2 lbs

[Intro] Where we at? (Detroit City live) Bo Jackson (The big Creature way, what else?) Let's get it (Mafia) Uh (227) [Chorus] 2.2 pounds, I had to Louis V the apron From the same hometown as Miss Aretha Franklin Boy, you can’t put your strap down or they gon' leave you stinking Quick to lay the smackdown when niggas need a spanking 2.2 pounds in blocks, you know we lead the nation 2.2 pounds, respect, no Aretha Franklin 2.2 pounds, couldn't let these niggas leave me stinking 2.2 pounds (Ayy, let’s get it) [Verse] You know I live for the love of the street 'Ll kill for my brother Jariq, them quails ain't comin' from Greecе Took off the whole summer, spеnt a couple months on the beach My block a fish fry, was ten when I jumped in the grease F&N in my Slim Fits up under my fleece For niggas tryna snatch the ground from right up under my feet Thanking God for every day he wake me up from my sleep I could be rottin' in a cage, I could be restin' in peace Takin' time out my day to spread the love with my peeps What if my BM was Tasha? What if my son was Tariq? What if my missus was Ang and undercover police? What if my right hand was Tommy and it's a gun in my reach? Shit, if it was, then I’d have Weston bring one through Benny rollin’ with me, so, shit, now that's three guns drew Any time I’m in a jam and can't come up with the right ends, I ask myself, "What would 'Chine Gun do?" Two-steppin' on the blow, I got a mean one-two He rollin’ with a snitch, that must mean that he one too Heard it's some money on my head, but when it's all said and done, I ain't done yet, so just make sure he refunded We gon' cook your man's beak off after we hunt you After we hunt you We gon' cook your man's beak off after we hunt you Know some hitters from 213 to the 312 (Respect it) [Chorus] 2.2 pounds, I had to Louis V the apron From the same hometown as Miss Aretha Franklin Boy, you can't put your strap down or they gon' leave you stinking Quick to lay the smackdown when niggas need a spanking 2.2 pounds in blocks, you know we lead the nation 2.2 pounds, respect, no Aretha Franklin 2.2 pounds, couldn't let these niggas leave me stinking 2.2 pounds, 101 Dalmations 2.2 pounds [Outro] Ayy, blockworks Bully boys It's game time Drug zone to the 50 Big one LV block