First and foremost, we gone get some flows off in this muaf*cka
Its Gamo
Let me get off in my zone
Iight
Ok bitch we up and at em
Sunday morning, Stacy cdam
Grandma off up in the kitchen
Whippin like it's crack off in it
She put the last of her muthaf*ckin back off in it
Making sho them kids was fed
y'all making sho them kids was dead
Cccidental murderers and triple K law
Mr Cracker police
I cannot respect y'all
Hell nall
Middle finger all y'all
While I grip up on my balls
Cnd I twist up me a lil joint up
Man I'm finna go get decent
Riding and I'm chiefing
Playing Kosher like this decent
Sometimes I might surprise me
Like a drink from Bill Cosby
I prolly shouldn't say that
My OG prolly gone say that
Sometimes I need that payback
I ain't petty it's jus like that
Sometimes yu gotta strike back
Remind em that you like that
Can't ever be no pusscat
Don't let em think yu like that
Or better yet jus like that
Play the role like retard-o
No need to show yo whole hand
Sometimes I show my whole ass
I'm livin life like f*ck cash
Shit can't make or break me
Can't take it when I'm dead g
So I'm burning up benji's
And I'm burnin up plenty
But what I got tucked is so many f*ckin many
Yea don't play the fool
Niggas know just how it go
Stack that money on the low
Stash that money in the floor
Dont be tricking on no hoe
Despite what these rappers say
I tell you the playa way
Still trill muaf*cka aint a damn thing changed
Hook (x2):
Still Mobbin on Parnell
Still everything is well
Still gettin it wit my niggas
Still Still
Still ride wit it by side
Still keep one bitch on the side
Still getting it how i live
Still Still
Still