[Chorus: Sen City]
Uh, I'm talking needle-pushing, shoot up in abandoned buildings
I'm talking senseless killings, Granny on that Penicillin (Grandma)
I got nothing to lose, hit the block 'til it bruise
Hit the bottle 'til I'm wooz', let them bottles move
You couldn't skip a hole in my shoes
Ooh, I'm talking needle-pushing, shoot up in abandoned buildings
I'm talking senseless killings, Granny on that Penicillin (Ooh)
I got nothing to lose, hit the block 'til it bruise
Hit the bottle 'til I'm wooze, let them bottles move
You couldn't skip a hole in my shoes
[Verse 1: Jim Jones]
I'm talking hit the heist, tryna get that white
Talk to Bobby, tryna get that price
If I get that right I can hit the pike, tryna triple that price
If we whip it up right, we can drop it once and we can get it back twice
'Cause this that life, we learn to hustle and twist the wrist like dice
My bag, my bag
Money on the floor, fist full of dice
Head cracked, scoop it up
Toot the horn when I hit the light
Wrist on lice like I came in the room and I clicked on lights
Fly cars, crispy Nikes
Gucci belt with the fifth on tight
I swear, this game, on God, shit get trife
My man got caught, swear to God I was with him last night
But you know what they say
Here today and we gone tomorrow
So with that being said, we gon' play like it's no tomorrow
[Chorus: Sen City]
Uh, I'm talking needle-pushing, shoot up in abandoned buildings
I'm talking senseless killings, Granny on that Penicillin (Grandma)
I got nothing to lose, hit the block 'til it bruise
Hit the bottle 'til I'm wooz', let them bottles move
You couldn't skip a hole in my shoes
Ooh, I'm talking needle-pushing, shoot up in abandoned buildings
I'm talking senseless killings, Granny on that Penicillin (Ooh)
I got nothing to lose, hit the block 'til it bruise
Hit the bottle 'til I'm wooze, let them bottles move
You couldn't skip a hole in my shoes
[Verse 2: Shawty Lo]
I'ma be someone other, I'ma tune in and go
'Round these parts I'm a motherfucking pro
Everybody know, got 'em for the L-O
One-stop shop, you can get it and go
Smashing on you niggas so far in the rear
I'm shitting on you bitches like I got diarrhea
Get the Lambo', in the fast lane
Thug ass niggas need to stay in your lane
Get you auto-tuned, I ain't talking T-Pain
This rap shit easy, ain't nothing but some game
If niggas want bricks, I can call in the thing
I'm getting crazy money, you can call it insane
[Chorus: Sen City]
Uh, I'm talking needle-pushing, shoot up in abandoned buildings
I'm talking senseless killings, Granny on that Penicillin (Grandma)
I got nothing to lose, hit the block 'til it bruise
Hit the bottle 'til I'm wooz', let them bottles move
You couldn't skip a hole in my shoes
Ooh, I'm talking needle-pushing, shoot up in abandoned buildings
I'm talking senseless killings, Granny on that Penicillin (Ooh)
I got nothing to lose, hit the block 'til it bruise
Hit the bottle 'til I'm wooze, let them bottles move
You couldn't skip a hole in my shoes
[Verse 3: Chink Santana]
Yeah, ayy, I'm talking thirty grand rental car
Grandma Pat pyrex jar
Turnpike to go get that raw
I'ma rip it 'til I get that hard
I'ma hustle, bitch
I'ma hustle, ho
And I'ma wrap them stacks in rubber bands until a fuckin' duffel, bro
Then I'ma cop that Porche with cuatro doors
Never loved them whores
Eight-hundred houses
Nigga, let me see how strong them jaws is
Bitch, drop them drawers
No shows, no losses
No Rick, no Rosses
I'ma show you who the boss is
I'm flossing, I'm on top, off shit
Ratchet in my lap, yellow signs, bitch, caution
Woo, better pause like the comma
You could bring the entourage, we’ll bring the drama
No scripts though (Will you get through the water across that boarder?)
No ships though (You can place your order, listen, caller)
Ain't no drips though (You can meet us in Georgia, got that for you)
Bring them chips though (Motherfucker, don't try to short us), uh
[Chorus: Sen City]
Uh, I'm talking needle-pushing, shoot up in abandoned buildings
I'm talking senseless killings, Granny on that Penicillin (Grandma)
I got nothing to lose, hit the block 'til it bruise
Hit the bottle 'til I'm wooz', let them bottles move
You couldn't skip a hole in my shoes
Ooh, I'm talking needle-pushing, shoot up in abandoned buildings
I'm talking senseless killings, Granny on that Penicillin (Ooh)
I got nothing to lose, hit the block 'til it bruise
Hit the bottle 'til I'm wooze, let them bottles move
You couldn't skip a hole in my shoes