And I'll be wishin on a star
I Hope that f*cka shootin far
Cus Iss some opps around tha way
Need god to hit em before tha gang
I Need me a hit to ice tha chain
F*ck nigga bitch ass up in tha way
Thuggin thru em anyway
Cus I'm too true to move or sway
And I'll be wishin on a star
I Hope that f*cka shootin far
Cus Iss some opps around tha way
Need god to hit em before tha gang
I Need me a hit to ice tha chain
F*ck nigga bitch ass up in tha way
Thuggin thru em anyway
Cus I'm too true to move or sway
Nigga know my steele has been resolved
Nigga squash that veal that baby gone
Bro got sum beef and swear we wrong
I flash my steel that bih resolved
My trap door open it's revolvin
Nigga tuff or he just talkin
Nigga wobblin or he walkin
I keep some chronic call me hopkins
Shittin out gold like Chris walkin
This aint no pulp fiction
In new orleans got tha juice but ain't no pulp in it
Bih don't dial in I'm dialed in
Leave a message right at tha tone
Keep 2 tone songs inside my phone
In my zone
And I'll be wishin on a star
I Hope that f*cka shootin far
Cus Iss some opps around tha way
Need god to hit em before tha gang
I Need me a hit to ice tha chain
F*ck nigga bitch ass up in tha way
Thuggin thru em anyway
Cus I'm too true to move or sway
And I'll be wishin on a star
I Hope that f*cka shootin far
Cus Iss some opps around tha way
Need god to hit em before tha gang
I Need me a hit to ice tha chain
F*ck nigga bitch ass up in tha way
Thuggin thru em anyway
Cus I'm too true to move or sway