10 Drakeo the Ruler

[Intro]
Mud spillin' in the Dawn
This a chop, this a stick, bro, which one you want?
Finna do a nigga sleazy, we tore down Neimans (Ron-Ron load it up, Ron-Ron load it up)
Niggas wanna be me, all these bitches meat-eaters
Hit her with the meat cleaver, this a streetsweeper
Somebody needs to call the Airbnb people
I hit her with the meat cleaver, this a streetsweeper
Somebody needs to call the Airbnb people (Ron-Ron do that shit)

[Chorus]
Ten bricks in the car, ten bricks in the house
Ten sticks in the car, ten whips in thе yard
Ten niggas finna tell, ten niggas scarеd of jail
I just bought ten shooters, finna pay they bail
Ten bricks in the car, ten bricks in the house
Ten sticks in the car, ten whips in the yard
Ten niggas finna tell, ten niggas scared of jail
I just bought ten shooters, can you pay they bail?

[Verse 1]
On the dance floor, you know I got strong moves
Ain't finna go back and forth with these old niggas
If it don't fit a drum, I cannot use it
Don't give a fuck about parole, I am not stupid
Spin a block, finna give a nigga rock music
What's the hate for? Niggas wearin' fake clothes
Roll bounce, make it glitter, make it rainbow
This a case closed, niggas better not say nothin'