[Intro: Kin Kane]
Bulleez N Nerdz (Uh)
Yeah, oh
BNN, oh (Hahaha, yeah)
Check it, check it (Bulleez), check it, check it, check it, uh (And Nerdz)
[Chorus: Jesse Ray]
It's packed with arm killers, bomb thriller (Pow, pow)
Shot the wrong nigga
B, double-N, ace the [Costello][?]
We roamin', we own the streets like Godzilla
Uh, it's snatched with arm killers, bomb thriller
Shot the wrong nigga
B, double-N, ace the [?]
We roamin', we own the streets like Godzilla
[Verse 1: Jesse Ray]
Yeah, how we stomp on the buildings
Break down the new house, stack in y'all building
Too big for doors, so we knock on the ceiling
Stomp on civilians, watch out for children
Nope, not a player
Nope, not a hater
Nope, I don't hate her, but I will not date her
Wanna play a hater role just to cop the gaters
Just like a skater, boy, my shirts from Grenada
If you have a problem, we can simply grenade ya
So if I were you, I would watch my behavior
Us Godzillas got a gun with a laser
Electric current, so we move like a laser
My drop cuts toast like a razor
I'll race ya, I'll face ya
Erase ya, big player
Yeah, I'll play ya like a player
'Zilla
[Chorus: Jesse Ray]
It's packed with arm killers, bomb thriller (Pow, pow)
Shot the wrong nigga
B, double-N, ace the [?]
We roamin', we own the streets like Godzilla
Uh, it's snatched with arm killers, bomb thriller
Shot the wrong nigga
B, double-N, ace the [?]
We roamin', we own the streets like Godzilla
[Verse 2: Kim Kane]
Yeah, we-jaw-snatching era, yeah, the era of Sega
Where them niggas were mega, and the matches were sketcher
And the toonies were toodie, check on the best for the boogie
Life is boxes with Marshalls, turn the lights off for the Goonies
And nobody love Lucy, only bums that were Goosey
When I turn on the TV, my mind would run, then just lose me
Bitches want their boys raspy, so they choke when they ask me
Want the gun from my young, keep the dirt from my Nikes
Love my money like I like my bitch, yuh
The only thing my bitch does is get my dick sucked
Chew them Willy Wonkas, got the sling on the right side
Marbles in the back, take aim with the left ties
Runnin' through your streets after dawn until heaven
All the shadows run from your bodies after seven
Now we playin' in the box, no more scissor-paper-rock
Clippy-click-clack-pop, when we pulling from the side, nigga
[Chorus: Jesse Ray]
It's packed with arm killers, bomb thriller (Pow, pow)
Shot the wrong nigga
B, double-N, ace the [?]
We roamin', we own the streets like Godzilla
Uh, it's snatched with arm killers, bomb thriller
Shot the wrong nigga
B, double-N, ace the [?]
We roamin', we own the streets like Godzilla
[Verse 3: Jesse Ray]
It's a fraction, that's distraction in action
I'm rapping (Phew), so I'm backing
I unpack my bag, so stop packing
No, I'm laughing like a riddle-[?] Batman
I'm a whole number, you was just a fraction
So stop acting, lights, camera, action
I'm past this, the fact is, the blackness of my attractness, you cannot track this
'Cause I'm all of this world, no Atlas
And I keep it real, no actress
You on a track like fat tricks
Sorry, girls, it ain't you, it's your fatness
I admit I'm a dick, call me Jacket
I don't want to hear your music, it's bracket
My music, you lose it through backflips
How you ain't even used to gymnastics? (Bulleez)
[Chorus: Jesse Ray]
It's packed with arm killers, bomb thriller (Pow, pow)
Shot the wrong nigga
B, double-N, ace the [?]
We roamin', we own the streets like Godzilla
Uh, it's snatched with arm killers, bomb thriller
Shot the wrong nigga
B, double-N, ace the [?]
We roamin', we own the streets like Godzilla
[Outro: Kin Kane]
Yes, check it
BNN, BNN
Kin Kane, Jay Kush
On my feet on my back, uh
On my feet, check it