[Intro: Bo Skeet]
Uh, yeah
[Verse 1: Bo Skeet, Boldy James, & Taj Mahal]
Get your issue if you mention my name
Mob shit, I got some young henchmen that'll get you out of the game
Spot sittin' on West McNichols with a block of cocaine
Get hit with some hot shit for dry snitchin', that's how it rock for the gang
It's 227 50-50, you an opp if you ain't
I'm not for the games, I got blicky and I drive me a lane
Yeah, I got them mop heads with me, they ain't catchin' no fades
Machetes on Ks'll turn you to a vegetable plate
I got various OJs, I keep Perkies and drank
In and out the kitchen all day, no time to fix me a plate
I been mixin' the weight, floodin' the time
Ridin' through lookin' crazy with the bag and it's Michigan plates
Flexin' with weight, heavy press, bet you a K
Boy, you ain't safe, from that era where them extras is made
Never betrayed the fam, whoever did, we fed 'em them strays
These lil' niggas ain't really catchin' no plays, what else?
[Chorus: Bo Skeet & Boldy James]
The bezel was rainin', I leveled up, but I'll make you famous
Around the SIGs in the mix, the thick beef is angus
My ghetto is dangerous
Whatever on your mind, we'll change it
All my crimes heinous
I run with more ex-cons than Genghis
Vibes is amazing, the money the only high that I'm chasin'
Quick to cut a ki' with quinine if it's taken
The vibes is amazing, the money the only high that I'm chasin'
Quick to cut a ki' with quinine if it's taken
Where we at with it?
Uh, yeah
[Verse 1: Bo Skeet, Boldy James, & Taj Mahal]
Get your issue if you mention my name
Mob shit, I got some young henchmen that'll get you out of the game
Spot sittin' on West McNichols with a block of cocaine
Get hit with some hot shit for dry snitchin', that's how it rock for the gang
It's 227 50-50, you an opp if you ain't
I'm not for the games, I got blicky and I drive me a lane
Yeah, I got them mop heads with me, they ain't catchin' no fades
Machetes on Ks'll turn you to a vegetable plate
I got various OJs, I keep Perkies and drank
In and out the kitchen all day, no time to fix me a plate
I been mixin' the weight, floodin' the time
Ridin' through lookin' crazy with the bag and it's Michigan plates
Flexin' with weight, heavy press, bet you a K
Boy, you ain't safe, from that era where them extras is made
Never betrayed the fam, whoever did, we fed 'em them strays
These lil' niggas ain't really catchin' no plays, what else?
[Chorus: Bo Skeet & Boldy James]
The bezel was rainin', I leveled up, but I'll make you famous
Around the SIGs in the mix, the thick beef is angus
My ghetto is dangerous
Whatever on your mind, we'll change it
All my crimes heinous
I run with more ex-cons than Genghis
Vibes is amazing, the money the only high that I'm chasin'
Quick to cut a ki' with quinine if it's taken
The vibes is amazing, the money the only high that I'm chasin'
Quick to cut a ki' with quinine if it's taken
Where we at with it?
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