It's kinda shady, I vaguely remember
poppin' at the bar tender
That's when a smirk pulled on my shirt,
I said, hold on, you know what you think
You better back the fuck up
and let me order my drink
and did more than you think
And I was one lonely R .O .M .P.
All by myself without nobody.
Slightly morted since death,
Somebody slammed the door
on the way coming from the toilet.
then I pulled out my strap.
Snapped it with it twice,
but uh, I should've flapped.
Pulled out my faulty phone
Finally put a nigga on the go.
They said yeah, you know we coming.
Recently, June 4th, released from jail
And bout to hit the streets
It's that nigga y 'all done
Love to play the game, man, I play big
You in a double R, I gots to have some
I ball up in this back door
all I'm hearing is sirens
I'm in the crowd trying to blend,
I'm the next kind, out on parole
What the fuck was I thinking?
and I'm huffing and puffing
My niggas looking at crazy,
cause I'm always in the zone
Yo, we fuck with heavy guns
Fuck around and pump heavy slugs
We drink a Remy doin' heavy drugs
Nigga, we stay explosive,
it's about a quarter to six
my Wally's bout a quarter inch thick
Nigga, we shittin' on him,
Savage, so many carrots up in my ice,
Bitches screamin' for me,
but all they took was one dirty look
We hit that nigga with that murder book
Nigga tried to step past,
hit him in the face with a Moet glass
Spill drink on this bitch,
the whole club hit the door fast
niggas wingin' in the parking lot
S .L. Double, I smell trouble,
Keep it peace, motherfucker,
I'm always into somethin'
Yo, I'm always into somethin'
Check me out now, yeah, y
Let me tell you somethin'
Cause niggas don't switch stuff,
I guess they got it mixed up
Like this one nigga acting like a dumb nigga
S 'ing on his chest with no vest,
Ain't no love in this thug shit
Now he at the club trying to hug
Plus she don't gave me the rundown
on how this nigga run round town
Speaking on my name tonight,
This bitch about to set him out
Open the door and let him out
Cart his ass, headin' out,
Bronx -style, jet him out
Never have beef with a nigga
who a bitch you wanna sleep with
Shittin' with the venom then,
bounce with my adrenaline
yo nigga always up into somethin'
Backin', into somethin' nigga
He's backin' for Somethin'
He's backin' for Somethin'