Out here, out the way (Chubby goin´ crazy, fool) Yeah, go Mm, mm-mm Yeah, yeah, yeah What I say, nigga?
Itchin´ for response, so I´ma give his ass the cold shoulder Kidnap his brother, send him up just like a roller coaster PB&J, a purple Drac´ with a brown holster Keep it special K like BLP, but I am not Kosher
I shot him from afar, but walked him down, so I just got closer That nigga ain´t even a trapper, he´s a faker, he´s a damn poser
Nigga, I´m on track and I´m the train, nigga, move over Maybach truck with a chauffeur, this ain´t no Range Rover Bitch, I´m slidin´ on your BM, I´m ´bout to scoop her Them niggas never had no cars, they takin´ Ubers I like a ho that cook and clean, I talk to cougars Shot a nigga with a Drac´, ain´t with the Ruger, uh New compressor on the switch, so it won´t make a sound Them niggas smokin´ Blacks, bitch, I´m out here rollin´ loud How dare a nigga play Pooh Sheisty, I´ma shoot the crowd (Pooh Sheisty) I brought an extra stick in case I need an extra round (Round)
Itchin´ for response, so I´ma give his ass the cold shoulder Kidnap his brother, send him up just like a roller coaster PB&J, a purple Drac´ with a brown holster Keep it special K like BLP, but I am not Kosher
Water, uh, uh (Um) When Jew Sheisty died, they thought it was over But that shit ain´t over How them fuckboys green? Grab a four-leaf clover
Draco came from Colorado, don´t be bold, jit, I´m bolder
He was loafin´ like it´s all Gucci, knocked him out his loafers Jit slid, his ass sore, get that boy a foam roller Sheisty used to get them clips too, that boy a storm roller Knocked shit out the park like Babe Ruth, you think them bars sweet Gas prices never really mattered, we pullin´ up on feet Dude pressed, grab a Smash Burger if it´s really beef The opps gon´ touch the mantle, Earth´s crust to all them boys beneath I got two rounds, Jackie Tohn, Lowanda See you, then I ran off, Boonk Gang, John Gabbana What´s in my Hawaiian shirt? I tuck the Tommy, no Bahama
Only way to go is two L´s, fuckin´ with that llama Get, get to Florida, hop up off the plane, it feel like a sauna Wody ´bout to blow the roof off, that boy a fuckin´ bomber Smith & Wesson, shit, I´m a knight in shinin´ armor Hangin´ out inside your bushes, yeah, them boys some real gardeners
Itchin´ for response, so I´ma give his ass the cold shoulder Kidnap his brother, send him up just like a roller coaster PB&J, a purple Drac´ with a brown holster Keep it special K like BLP, but I am not Kosher