Uhh
I make em wonder
How ya do dat there
Rap off the top
Like I pulled my Du-Rag string
97 Percy Miller
Old heads on the corner
Sippin Millers
Is this a high life
F*ck it who knows
Throw on some Chi Lites
Al Green
I'll peel off in a tangerine machine
Wit a cutie rockin door knocker ear rings
Shake the world like a tambourine
Tabernacle
Adams apple
Grab a snapple
I got the juice
Watch me mix it up
Like GQ in the scratchin battle
Random high fives for my kinfolk
I'm not addicted to that f*ck shit
That's a nympho
My nigga I'm from mempho
My nigga I'm from mempho
Comin out hard like Premro
And MJ
The general
Always accurate when I take aim
You send shots and hit strays
I got the dough
Comin in sweet like beignets
Listening to Tru To The Game
Hot boy but I'm cool in the gang
You took a loss
Now ya pawnin ya chain
I ride low cuz I ain't fond of the fame
I'm Hank Hill on the feature bitch
I'm sellin propane
Ya Bobby Hill when I see ya bitch
I'm sonnin all lames
A 18 wheeler to a Kia
Shoulda stayed in yall lane
Lane
You niggaz weak as wifi outta range
I should be immortalized in the game
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Uhh
I make em wonder
How ya do dat there
Rap off the top
Like I pulled my Du-Rag string
97 Percy Miller
Old heads on the corner
Sippin Millers
Is this a high life
F*ck it who knows
Throw on some Chi Lites
Al Green
I'll peel off in a tangerine machine
Wit a cutie rockin door knocker ear rings
Shake the world like a tambourine
Tabernacle
Adams apple
Grab a snapple
I got the juice
Watch me mix it up
Like GQ in the scratchin battle
Random high fives for my kinfolk
I'm not addicted to that f*ck shit
That's a nympho
My nigga I'm from mempho
My nigga I'm from mempho
Comin out hard like Premro
And MJ
The general
Always accurate when I take aim
You send shots and hit strays
I got the dough
Comin in sweet like beignets
Listening to Tru To The Game
Hot boy but I'm cool in the gang
You took a loss
Now ya pawnin ya chain
I ride low cuz I ain't fond of the fame
I'm Hank Hill on the feature bitch
I'm sellin propane
Ya Bobby Hill when I see ya bitch
I'm sonnin all lames
A 18 wheeler to a Kia
Shoulda stayed in yall lane
Lane
You niggaz weak as wifi outta range
I should be immortalized in the game
I make em wonder
How ya do dat there
Rap off the top
Like I pulled my Du-Rag string
97 Percy Miller
Old heads on the corner
Sippin Millers
Is this a high life
F*ck it who knows
Throw on some Chi Lites
Al Green
I'll peel off in a tangerine machine
Wit a cutie rockin door knocker ear rings
Shake the world like a tambourine
Tabernacle
Adams apple
Grab a snapple
I got the juice
Watch me mix it up
Like GQ in the scratchin battle
Random high fives for my kinfolk
I'm not addicted to that f*ck shit
That's a nympho
My nigga I'm from mempho
My nigga I'm from mempho
Comin out hard like Premro
And MJ
The general
Always accurate when I take aim
You send shots and hit strays
I got the dough
Comin in sweet like beignets
Listening to Tru To The Game
Hot boy but I'm cool in the gang
You took a loss
Now ya pawnin ya chain
I ride low cuz I ain't fond of the fame
I'm Hank Hill on the feature bitch
I'm sellin propane
Ya Bobby Hill when I see ya bitch
I'm sonnin all lames
A 18 wheeler to a Kia
Shoulda stayed in yall lane
Lane
You niggaz weak as wifi outta range
I should be immortalized in the game
Writer: Brandon Deener, Justin Oliver
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid