​law n’ order. ​nobigdyl.

[Intro]
All characters appearing in this work are fictitious
Any resemblance to real persons is purely coincidental
Okay it's about me

[Verse 1]
Still an all white athletic works in a bucket of the chicken from the Wal-Mart
Like I thrive off a stereotype both eyes wide I'm lookin' for the Paul Blart
From the place where my dad slaves, slash, dash razor blades underneath the wave cap
Just a bunch of bad boys we're listening to Diddy, only right that we take that (take that, take that)
Now we screaming "where the cake at"
Can't, can't, can't, can't, can't hate anyone in the way or the [?] where you stay at
Fake, fake, fake, fake, fake weight got a burner on my hip, anyone wanna trip I'mma
Put him in his place (I'mma put him in his place)
You can see it on my face when I die I'm a waste that'll leave you in the wasteland
You better put your

[Hook]
Hands in the sky right now
Hands in the sky right now (in the sky)
If you ain't tryna die right now
Put your hands in the sky right now (c'mon)
Hands in the sky right now
Hands in the sky right now (put 'em up)
If you ain't tryna die right now (put 'em up, put 'em up)
Put your hands in the sky right now
(Stick 'em up)
Hands in the sky right now
Hands in the sky right now
If you ain't tryna die right now
Put your hands in the sky right now (put 'em up)
Hands in the sky right now (in the sky)
Hands in the sky right now
If you ain't tryna die right now
Put your hands in the sky right now
Hands in the sky right now
Hands in the sky right now
If you ain't tryna die right now
Put your hands in the sky right now
(Put 'em up)