[Intro]
Oh, 5.StarChrome
[Verse]
I’m in the kitchen I’m [?] like Boobie Red
Off a Perc I could talk to the walking dead
Took a dub and hit the mall again
[?] get busy got dog in it got thick shit pouring up a whole pint
Real dope boy been like this my whole life
Over the strove had cold nights hot blade not a cold knife
When the time right we gon’ strike hop out shooting shit up on sight
Call bro phone he’ll get you right send fifty of them bitches over night
Hell yeah ray-ray show you right
If them nigga go left I’m going right
Mouth piece look like a whole bowl of ice
In the trap hearing shit poltergeist sipping loaded, loaded, loaded sprite
Don’t bring a knife to a gun fight had dark days no sunshine
Go to war with troops on front line money in hand i demand every-time
They bump pap in jail they know every line
Riding ‘round with a bunch of fed time
Baby thick and her head fire my pockets bigger than Boobie nigga
If you gon’ do it then do it nigga
Cuz’ could rap he don’t wanna rap he said “He’ll rather go shoot a nigga”
You gotta chase the money you act the money finna just come to you nigga
Ole dumb ass stupid nigga nah for real (Nah real)
I’ll pour up this pint get high as shit I’m denching in water might drown my bitch
Dope boy pull up crazy shit jump rocking the latest shit
I’m sky high I’m late as shit give the DJ my phone like “Play this shit”
That’s how I feel I’ma say that shit you don’t get in that field don’t play that shit
Nigga I’m balling on you niggas so god damn long I wake up I feel like Phil Jackson
He say he a fan he cool with my man’s I don’t really give a damn I’m still gon’ tax him
At the back of the stove beating that bitch backwards
They swung that belt they dropped [?]
You took to long should’ve came when I had it
Thirty one to a deuce I could show you some magic
Break the board when I dunk feel like Shaq with the magic
Dirty [?] dreaming about the mansion whole squad nigga this here Danny Phantom
WWE put him up then slam him type nigga ride around with one in the head
Cause this can be get hectic these niggas gon’ crumble under pressure
[Lock in the sock go to swinging that metal?]
No matter how it go he gon’ get you together
Lyrics provided by LRCLIB
