I got that stick
We don't play games with the bricks
Running out back for a lick
Donny keep 3 for a trip
Ducking out clubs for a party in back seats
Luck in the gang is a trap (preach)
Slimy through Anaheim rap sheets
Pop out the Bronco for scrap
20 for 20
I'm back on my boogie
We rolling ya head like the Aztec
Time it keep slippin I'm past that
We don't need 100s to pass tests
Lean on my bro when the bag wet
Slowin shit up like the traffic
91 slack (slack, slack)
Blunt on yo head we get active
Bruh on his shit he on activist
Ready or not, bitch
Judas said rot, bitch
Leave a lil piece for the ones in the streets
And I won't be forgotten
Holy or not, shit (f*ck)
Up like the top ten (yuh)
F*ck a persona
The only desire to bless your opponent
Then switch it up once for the ones in the back
I just wanna f*ck shit up
F*ck rich shit
Cuts all on skin and I missed it
Blood stained mistress
Pause on my, brain pun intended
Running around with them gremlins
You cannot miss shit
You cannot miss this
Nigga
I fix games like
In the cartridge
Press select and find where your heart went
Lotta nigga's squares and I X em out often
Running rings around em like them bitches like Mario
Hard to argue when the bars is arsenic
And my tone is flawless
Spin you round like laundry
Tired of playing so book a flight to Austin
Lone star you walk on boulevards like Armstrong
I just wanna f*ck shit up
F*ck rich shit
Cuts all on skin and I missed it
Blood stained mistress
Pause on my brain pun intended
Running around with them gremlins
You cannot miss shit (f*ck)
You cannot miss this (f*ck)
I just wanna f*ck shit up
F*ck rich shit
Cuts all on skin and I missed it
Stained mistress
Intended
Gremlins
You cannot miss this, yuh
Miss this
Aye