My bro said "Don't say that"
I'm gon' be gettin' a wooping anyway
What your mom say? "Take the garbage out,
don't lose the beat motherfucker
Yeah yeah, I just upped the flows to the
Finna up the flows to the God level, nigga,
Quarter thang to a whole thang,
whole gang workin' (yeah)
Hit a bitch with that extended
up to Scotty in my crack lobby
I can smell the 'caine burnin'
Michael Jordan, 1985, bitch,
I travel with the cocaine circus
Put them F and Xs on your clowned ass
Catch a nigga up and leave him down bad
I go get a pack and take a nigga town
And fuck his bitches with
Bomb on niggas like Nagasaki
Rocket next to my pocket,
Drop the check on the bitch man
These niggas be lookin' like baby
mommas in these Maseratis
Bitch, I fuck up your face with a razor
How I make sure your motherfuckin'
family can't view your body
Prick my finger, Alfredo,
Joe Pesci, pushin' product
You niggas is sweeter than
On the run like Assata, so fuck the police
As a nigga be chillin' in La Habana
Gangland, made a lane in it
If my name in it, it's a gang murder
All my reps in the crack files, bitch,
I got 'em up out the vault
I'm the reason your mama be smokin' that
Brillo and be rippin' them car antennas off
Geekers beamin' up to Scotty
I can smell the 'caine burnin'
Gangland, if you put a hit on Freddie 'caine
1985, Michael Jordan, bitch,
I travel with a cocaine circus
Flow God level, like when Hov speak
Flow God level, like when Hov speak
Niggas need a check, check, yeah
We got everybody in the house, tonight
I'll wait for my DJ to get ready