Lança
Lança
Ah
I can't feel a thing 'cause, bitch, I'm off a lot of drugs, baby, I might kill a fiend
Brodie bounce out, hit a nigga in his head, he feel a thing
Shit, I might pop out RPG or XD or the 40 with the carbon on the, boom
Lança right to my dome, shit, I might fuck around and faint
Lança right to my dome, shit, I might hit it out the tank
Four of Wock', a four of Tris, it's like an octopus turned pink
Your homie ratted, you's a bitch, you gotta double up your rank
Lança (Lança), lança (Lança)
To the motherfuckin' dome
Brodie put the four-nickel right to a nigga fuckin' dome
I done dripped and draped in Rick and now I'm movin' on to Chrome
I can't feel a thing
Five-star Barbie doll, I think she Philippine
Bitch, I'm out in Rio, I'm with Chio and we whippin' up a bird
Bando baby boys, I don't give a fuck 'bout what you heard, lança
I can't feel a thing 'cause, bitch, I'm off a lot of drugs, baby, I might kill a fiend
Brodie bounce out, hit a nigga in his head, he feel a thing
Shit, I might pop out RPG or XD or the 40 with the carbon on the, boom
Lança right to my dome, shit, I might fuck around and faint
Lança right to my dome, shit, I might hit it out the tank
Four of Wock', a four of Tris, it's like an octopus turned pink
Your homie ratted, you's a bitch, you gotta double up your rank
Lança (Lança), lança (Lança)
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