(Oh- o- o- oh- oh- oh- o- o-)
And i'm just like
None of you niggas can stop me
We ride with a stick, nigga come and watch me
I'm sipping wock, got me like a zombie
And that boy a glitch now
Yeah we gon' ride with that stick now
Rocking a black hoodie, with the hood down
I, really missing the times now
I should've listened, listened to his cry's now
Rick Owens, all on my feet
Yeah we pull up with the sticks in the jeep
I got a Glock on me, want to see?
Pulling up!
Yeah we run up, like mari- ri-ri-ri-ri
(No, woah)
Yeah we run up, like a soja
Saying I don't know but lil boy, I already told you
(Oh- o- o- o- oh)
Don't play dumb now
Seeing me go up, don't hate them now
(Cus' I'm up now)
Oh yeah I'm up now
Nigga talking down I, do not give a f*ck now
Talking on my name, but lil boy you is my son now
I got my choppa, yeah we shooting til' the sun down
Yeah the sun up
Shooting at your gang, yeah we calling it a one up
(They tell me shut up)
Now we one up
Talking on my bros, yeah we giving you just one cut
They say Bry he the man, we know
Passing me up no you can't, I know
Red hair feel like kill ann, you know
(Oh- o- o-, nine on me)
Aiming right at your nose
(Oh- o- o- oh- oh- oh- o- o-)
And i'm just like
None of you niggas can stop me
We ride with a stick, nigga come and watch me
I'm sipping wock, got me like a zombie
And that boy a glitch now
Yeah we gon' ride with that stick now
Rocking a black hoodie, with the hood down
I, really missing the times now
I should've listened, listened to his cry's now
(Oh- o- o- o- oh-)