Hey, you-ah Still put the racks up in the safe, ouu-ah
That nigga not real, he with the Jakes, ouu-ah I wanna know why you in my face, I don´t know who you are
I wanna make the Margiela my jacket, ooh One day, I´ll have it How do y´all hate when we ride past? Chanel bag got five rackets Street nigga in Saint Laurent I´ma walk down like LeBron We don´t got jobs, man we on I remember when I had lockjaw I remember when nobody cared Who you lil´ niggas? Nobody scared With the snakes like Sanjay and Craig Chopper rob a nigga, try take his bread Ooh, I only want the bop, give me head Where you at, holmes? Bitch, I´m right here
Hanging from the ceiling like a chandelier Lil´ nigga know I got the drum, like an ear Take the plug down when I hit him with the spear They call me David Blaine when I make him disappear Ain´t hit her from the front, but I´ma hit her from the rear Got the wock in the bottle, nigga, I ain´t drinking beer If a street nigga, only nigga you ain´t seen here Alias U-U, riding ´round with a spear Down bad, gotta hope that they be spinning like a pear If the lil´ nigga broke, he might need every pair Ouu, ouu
Hey, you-ah Still put the racks up in the safe, ouu-ah
That nigga not real, he with the Jakes, ouu-ah I wanna know why you in my face, I don´t know who you are Yeah, yeah, yeah Hey, you-ah Still put the racks up in the safe, ouu-ah That nigga not real, he with the Jakes, ouu-ah I wanna know why you in my face, I don´t know who you are Yeah, yeah, yeah
Lil´ fuck nigga still wanna pocket watch me But they forgot ´bout the mini uzi Put him on the block, yeah, I got a pocket rocket Next day, bad bitch in the Mini Cooper Shooter with dreads, I´ma call that nigga Lil Uzi Tenth grade, making plays on my uncle´s scooter Nigga look cap, with the MAC that protect the cooler
Word around town saying Xan not the shooter Street shit, that can turn kryptonite to Lex Luther You got a dog? I´ma pull it out the pet coop Fly shit, stepping on Margielas, I´m a jet fueler I´m a real nigga, I don´t do all the rumors Nigga on a nigga now I´ma call him fushie Bad bitch [?] I´ma call her juicy Cuz Zay move plugs, why he ain´t moved it? And a bad bitch ´bout to make a main movie
Hey, you-ah Still put the racks up in the safe, ouu-ah That nigga not real, he with the Jakes, ouu-ah I wanna know why you in my face, I don´t know who you are Yeah, yeah, yeah Hey, you-ah
Still put the racks up in the safe, ouu-ah That nigga not real, he with the Jakes, ouu-ah I wanna know why you in my face, I don´t know who you are Yeah, yeah, yeah