Never scared gotta get the cheese
Always gotta bag
All in never in-between
Nigga where you at
I'm on fire I feel like third degree
Never will you touch
Niggas scared on a killing spree
I be going nuts!
Never scared gotta get the cheese
Always gotta bag
All in never in-between
Nigga where you at
I'm on fire I feel like third degree
Never will you touch
Niggas scared on a killing spree
I be going nuts
I need a bitch with fire pussy I can fall in
When I call she pull on up there ain't no stalling
When I hit it from the back I be recording
Got her nigga calling up but she decline it
Damn I got Movado on my wrist, had to add on to my drip
Got a chain around my neck, and that chain is spelling Krit
All my niggas represent, in da club they play my shit
While I'm throwing back a shot, yeah patron it get me lit
Better hang around ya boy I'm where the party at
Yeah to me these local niggas like a laundry mat
Every track is out the park like I had a bat
Might as well call me Babe Ruth when I'm up to snap
Boy let me tell bout this money gotta ring to it
Yeah yo bitch she love the D I watched her sing to it
Every Friday night I bet this be yo theme music
Never let a nigga disrespect you or your team team losing
Nigga wait and see
Never scared gotta get the cheese
Always gotta bag
All in never in-between
Nigga where you at
I'm on fire I feel like third degree
Never will you touch
Niggas scared on a killing spree
I be going nuts
Never scared gotta get the cheese
Always gotta bag
All in never in-between
Nigga where you at
I'm on fire I feel like third degree
Never will you touch
Niggas scared on a killing spree
I be going nuts
I sneak they secrets easy, ruthless
Burn the evidence, leave no prisoners, we ain't stupid
TRICITO on high speed chases, D.B. Cooper
My alias and ransom crazy, manhunts crucial
In loafers, lightweight raincoat, a black kangol
Suit up with the Makwolf chain, my dick hang low
She tell me I got dirty money and Wu-Tang flows
I kick it like Hitmonlee with a Liu Kang form
Ask me? I'm all in, and I never switch sides or mix teams
In my city we don't ever call fouls, white men can't jump
Police pull up like some punks and decide to yell freeze
Game is game I just figured the routes and bail fees
Smoke a blunt or two, LF's baba yaga's in front of you
I been known as many things but I never been number two
All my crew from elementary and middle school, old cahoots
Oh and no cappin' is needed, we always gon' show the truth
Never scared gotta get the cheese
Always gotta bag
All in never in-between
Nigga where you at
I'm on fire I feel like third degree
Never will you touch
Niggas scared on a killing spree
I be going nuts!
Never scared gotta get the cheese
Always gotta bag
All in never in-between
Nigga where you at
I'm on fire I feel like third degree
Never will you touch
Niggas scared on a killing spree
I be going nuts