DICKIES SUIT ICECOLDBISHOP

[Intro]
Woah, Kenny

[Verse 1]
Bulldog bite your motherfuckin' face off
Touch my 'migo in this bitch and we gon' take off
Flip the P now, we about to get this shake off
Me and KT gon' move them pounds just like weight loss
We body build, that shotty kill, my mommy still a Crip (Uh-huh)
A MC with that hammer and I'm too legit to quit (Uh-huh)
Police comin' so we throw that hammer right over the fence
Dogs in the backyard, one of our blowers hit they pit
Pick up felony from tryna make that shit move
All my dogs got records like a crate, you gotta dig through
Touchin' nigga's chains if my stomach touch my ribs fool
Touch a nigga chain if it's ugly and my rent due

[Chorus]
I got creases in my Dickies suit
Cruisin' 'round the city, bitch we really troop
I'm like Zion with the squad but, we can really Duke
You turnin' down fades, we heard your squad went really mute
(I got) Crease-creases in my Dickies suit
Cruisin' 'round the city, bitch we really troop (Okay, we troopin')
Crease-creases in my Dickies suit
Crease-creases in my Dickies suit, suit