[ Featuring Charlie Sloth ]
(Now it's time to rumble) mhm (Woo)
Huh? (MIA JAY C)
(You cut up on this one, JAY C) bandcamp
We eat the most (yeah, yeah)
We're a business, not a gang huh?
Ayy
They already know what time it
Is when they see me when we get the drop
We spin an opp like a CD
In the 50 Zone or Cooper
Street when I be East
Can't let them niggas trick
Me off the street, i'm too elite
When they talk about who eat the most
They bring up me
Skilla spinnin' shit, he ain't with Dolla
He with Meek
Dolla ain't gotta spеnd a dollar, he with me
Nigga
Strikers ain't Scats no morе, they trucks
It must be winter
A hundred thousand ain't shit, nigga
Think bigger
My opps' friends know how it feel
To be with weak niggas
Bro gave me a gun, I threw a bullet
It's a flea-flicker
You should probably focus on yourself if
You see me with her
Now it's Fire in the Booth, back then
It was pots and pans
Couldn't find the nigga that shot me
So we shot his friends
Lil' bro got the drop, we gon' drop somethin'
If you see my opps on your block
You better pop somethin'
I know for a fact if we in there
They is not comin'
Ever since that day I got shot
I ain't stop huntin'
Twist a nigga top with my Glock
Dreadlock somethin'
Even if your name was red light
You couldn't stop nothin'
(Hadouken) hmm
Come on, my guy
Skilla in the building, I see you
Skilla Baby, brought you a ting
(I'm just tryna come alive) shit
You got an in, bro he's heating up
(MIA JAY C, Woo)
(I hear you, JAY C) huh?
Skilla, bro 'Ello?
Get 'em again
Run through 'em, run through 'em hmm
Fire in the Booth (Woo) huh?
I be tryna put my opps in a blunt, Bob Marley
Then go start a fire in
The booth like I'm Charlie (yeah)
My opps don't wanna bump with me
They wanna argue
Beefin' with a nigga like me
That ain't a smart move
My opps animated like a cartoon
Masked up, striker gassed up
I'm in a dark mood naw, for real, hah
When I see a ho nigga, I dive in his shit
Can't believe my opps really
Survivin' this shit
Hoes used to ho me, now they on my dick
Two-fifty worth of ice
Thank God for this shit hmm, naw, for real
Skilla Baby in the building
On the Detroit side of things, Charlie
I see you, my guy, I see you naw, for real
I see you, bro
They know I got the video, they still lyin'
Ain't that a bitch? For real (Woo)
They know I got the video, they still lyin'
Ain't that a bitch?
Me and bro still out tryna catch a hit
Ain't that a pit?
Hit her with my mask on, pooh
I'm shiesty as it get (Hadouken)
Shit come on, my guy, yeah, yeah
Shout out to Apple Music, man i see you, bro
I'm in here nervous as ever, Charlie
I ain't gon' lie ayy, bro, you come through
Done your damn ting
Trust me, proper stuff, mate