[ Featuring HolloSights ]
Ay, ay, ay, ay, truckload shit
Ay, ay, ay,
T-Way Engineering
I just came through with them racks flexin', truckload shit get hectic
Got a mini Draco on me now, but the full body K my preference
Too much cash, still spendin' old money from Check Dis
Me and Pheezy Klay and Steph we wet shit
Show in the opp hood, came, they left quick
Gotta give a shout out to the banks, straight flexin
Don't move too much, might make me nervous
Stick might just get to swervin'
I don't f*ck with these nat hoes, see em curvin'
And I'm flex up with these racks like I'm curlin'
Codein off in my drink like Earvin
I shoot off the rip, no jersey
Too much, too much of cash in my pockets, they burstin'
Walk a nigga down like a dirt bike burning em
I'm a real robber, keep the racks in my mask too
Yeah, I got hair, but I ball, Caillou,
Used to be a humble, stayed down, now I'm showin' what the racks do
Drippin' everyday like Ragu
I catch an opp, heat him up, he get zipped like a jacket
Run down, swing the stick like a racket
Might be a U-Haul, everywhere I go, I be packin'
Strike a pose, nigga, won't catch me lackin'
Search for them racks like I'm searching safaris
She on her knees like she sorry
I swing that stick like a bat, either k or the carbon
Don't f*ck with these niggas, these racks is my diamonds
Shoot a head like a egg or a joke, I'ma crack it
They know I ball like a basket
I'm having racks like I just got my taxes
Peon ass nigga can't fit in my bracket
The boy tried to tax me, I'm Jillin' and Jackin'
Three different designers, I'm tacky
We in this bit passin' blunts like Corona
No YSL we some stoners
I f*ck your bitch, doggy style, she like when I bone her
NO DM!
I'm sippin' yellow like Homer
Nigga, reach for my chain, he a goner
I'm causin' smoke like a sauna
Bad bitch name Lisa, no Mona
Project, baby, all I know is Jigg and Finesse
And Count up a check, we servin' the city
Yo, trap lookin' stressed
F*ck nigga, play, he get scratched
These niggas cap in their rap, Mitchell and Nash
Niggas be hoes, they got breast
Push the pack, then I flex
Trapin since a youngin', my name should be fresh
I keep a stick like a nest
AK-47, the very best thing there is
When you absolutely positively need to kill every muthaf*cker in the world
Except no substitute
Ay, Ay,
Damn, the beat still goin', I'm still flowin'
I up that stick and I'm cause commotion
Your hoe on my skin like some tattoos and lotion
Boss man shit, I be playin' and coaching
I see the opp, step on him like Roaches
Drank
Ice
Lean
Potion
Shout out to my plug, he be growin'
Shout out to my plug, he be growin'
I catch an opp, flip his ass like a coin
Glock be too loud, shit sound like a horn
Stand out like a goat on the farm
I'm servin' gas from Cali while I'm dodging charges
Don't f*ck with these hoes, Monique Parker
We got the city on lock like a locker
Joe Goldberg to the opps, I'ma stalk him
Let's go, ay, ay, ay, ay, let's go
Let's go, ay, ay, ay, ay, let's go
