Chopsticks chopsticks
Ya! miyagi
Ya! oh my!
Ye! miyagi
Miyagi
Ice
Zamani!
Twita twita twita ya! I say!
Am out hear poppin for real and this ain't no joke (this ain't no joke)
How I got this far gat everybody stoked (everybody stoked)
Am out hear poppin for real and this ain't no joke (this ain't no joke)
How I got this far gat everybody stoked (everybody stoked)
Baba tise o baba tise o we don comot from brooklyn
Owo tide o owo tide o we don comot from brooklyn
Baba tise o baba tise o we don comot from brooklyn
Owo tide o owo tide o we don comot from brooklyn
Ah! baba tise o baba tise o we do comot from ghetto
Nigga steady on a ladder the shit gat me high likе falsetto
I'll be coming with ladder banging my chips likе potato
Pulling up in my BMW shit is black like a kettle
Its hundred grands upon hundred grands
I wish this niggas gotta understand
I wish this niggas can get the picture before I pull out my chopper in front of them
I got hundreds of hundreds of hundred ways
Been on my mic for a hundred days
I've been in and out of sections teaching niggas lessons I predicted will follow me
Eh! 365 am going out of control
Eoh! how many times I wanna tell you my story
Eh! how many times am gonna tell you my life when am around they look at me and laugh when I'll be talking nobody survive
Ya! miyagi
Ya! oh my!
Ye! miyagi
Miyagi
Ice
Zamani!
Twita twita twita ya! I say!
Am out hear poppin for real and this ain't no joke (this ain't no joke)
How I got this far gat everybody stoked (everybody stoked)
Am out hear poppin for real and this ain't no joke (this ain't no joke)
How I got this far gat everybody stoked (everybody stoked)
Baba tise o baba tise o we don comot from brooklyn
Owo tide o owo tide o we don comot from brooklyn
Baba tise o baba tise o we don comot from brooklyn
Owo tide o owo tide o we don comot from brooklyn
Ah! baba tise o baba tise o we do comot from ghetto
Nigga steady on a ladder the shit gat me high likе falsetto
I'll be coming with ladder banging my chips likе potato
Pulling up in my BMW shit is black like a kettle
Its hundred grands upon hundred grands
I wish this niggas gotta understand
I wish this niggas can get the picture before I pull out my chopper in front of them
I got hundreds of hundreds of hundred ways
Been on my mic for a hundred days
I've been in and out of sections teaching niggas lessons I predicted will follow me
Eh! 365 am going out of control
Eoh! how many times I wanna tell you my story
Eh! how many times am gonna tell you my life when am around they look at me and laugh when I'll be talking nobody survive
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