Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Leavin' the hood I had a feelin', like damn, I'm the one
Dig up a K, that palbearer bad, older than Sanford and Son
Nigga know I'm throwed, I'm walkin' 'round with Cîroc laced in my punch
I clear the business, kick my feet up when it's all said and done
Lil Rocket chain steady swangin' and the South know I'm hangin'
It ain't nothin' if you tryna find me
Oh, know that that they walkin' 'round with that tool
Without it, I'd be a fool
I keep it with me like a fucking ID
I go to flashin' out when I turn up, I'm seein' red
AR pistol on me wit' a hunnid bands right by the bed
Nigga put my helmet on, the way it's dumb, I'm special ed'
Gotta keep it gangster, that's the only way I'm tryna play it, yeah
Put one in the air for my lil' nigga, Getchu
When I'm thinkin' 'bout my nigga, I'ma smoke it 'til it's through
I'm on top, I'm a don dada, go to spinnin' in this coupe
I'm 'bout my bag, stay in my lane, just me and myself up in this loot, yeah
Me and my lil' bitch all out of state living like kings and queens
Put like thirty holes up in yo' ass and then I flee the scene
Pockets sittin' on stupid, I just call these bitches evergreen
I can sweep the street, I ain't talkin' feds, I ain't talkin' Mr. Clean
Chain steady swangin' and the South know I'm hangin'
It ain't nothin' if you tryna find me
Oh, know that that they walkin' 'round with that tool
Without it, I'd be a fool
I keep it with me like a fucking ID
(Chain steady swangin' and the South know I'm hangin')
(It ain't nothin' if you tryna find me)
(Oh, know that that they walkin' 'round with that tool)
(Without it, I'd be a fool)
(I keep it with me like a fucking ID)
Leavin' the hood I had a feelin', like damn, I'm the one
Dig up a K, that palbearer bad, older than Sanford and Son
Nigga know I'm throwed, I'm walkin' 'round with Cîroc laced in my punch
I clear the business, kick my feet up when it's all said and done, Lil Rocket
I done came a long way from the bottom
Every day we clutch K's, I keep a chopper
I remember old days when I was wildin'
Now I'm in Los Angeles and I'm just stallin'
And off top we let off Dracs if it's a problem
Grew up where they pop them things up for a dollar
Ever since I'm doing' my thing, they ain't got hollow
I'ma keep it real, I remain, my pride, I swallow
Go to uppin' shit with these switches, make these pussy niggas Milly Rock
Go to cappin' all in yo' bushes 'til the business clear, nigga, I don't stop
Thuggin' all in my foreigns, comin' on I-10, sippin' on Wock'
My jit ain't playin no games, he put a switch up on his own Glock
PPP loan hit these niggas, thinkin' that they on now
Pussy cross me up, abracadabra, now he gone now
This the life I'm livin', ain't no thinkin' on my songs now
I ain't worried 'bout how you livin', bitch, I know I'm out my whole top
Chain steady swangin' and the South know I'm hangin'
It ain't nothin' if you tryna find me
Oh, know that that they walkin' 'round with that tool
Without it, I'd be a fool
I keep it with me like a fucking ID
(Chain steady swangin' and the South know I'm hangin')
(It ain't nothin' if you tryna find me)
(Oh, know that that they walkin' 'round with that tool)
(Without it, I'd be a fool)
(I keep it with me like a fucking ID)
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