(Thank you, Timmy boy)
All I need is couple crash-out boys and I can send a blitz
Bro Amiri, Mike Amiri, that shit old, bitch, I like Rick, super trim
'Catty V8 hit the gas, bitch, supercharge, really him
7.62s in that button hit the car, god—
If I did the did, bitch, I might make the song cry
Free lil' Pski, Tali Pski, stand on beeski, that's my slime guy
I just geeked up off a G6, G22, I got it on me
Turkey butt up on the back, I pepperoni cook your homie
No Diddy, slide in johnnies, no kizzy
We just bipped the Scat, that bitch came with the stizzy (Stash box)
I put boxes in my whips and I put switches on my Glocks
Let me hear that
This the 'za
Uh, you gon' shake somethin' or gon' take somethin'?
Tap that button, go erase somethin', bro smokin' opps, so he got laced blunts
Havin' talks with my Orishas 'til my day come
I know Elegua gon' rearrive and resurrect me, ain't nothin'
I got meatball, put a switch, Glock playin' B-ball
How you pop out with your switch and not your gang? Ain't let your heat off
Thirty shots ring out the 2023
In the back seat or the pass', I shoot my shot straight from the three
Hit the gas, this bitch go fast, this push to start, don't need a key
Walk 'em down, I feel like Bron Bron with the heat
