​intro (​midcity) ​clipping.

[Intro: Daveed Diggs]
It's clipping., bitch

[Verse 1: Daveed Diggs]
What do they need?
Powder, weed or Adderall?
Let them in slow
Settle them in
Cali', and know when they step in the doors and seeing all the hoes
Cutting coke in the kitchen and cooking over the stove
Ain't wearing none of their clothes and it's closed and it go like that
Never wanna have to show the strap
But you got one
And it got drums that hold hundreds of bills
Old and crumpled
And real soldiers humbling
Huddling round their heaters
Competing for millimeters
Like "Who cock the biggest?"
What you got significant?
Locked and loaded, on Patron and peyote hallucinatin'
The realest shit going on with the homies the only way to get over it
Is to get your weight up, and pray over all of the bodies
Of border walking killers is hiding beside the fact of the matter
The guts will splatter at will
Every bunny in the jungle know it's kill or be killed
Come get it