NO KEY Fijimacintosh (Ft. Zelly Ocho)

[Intro: Fijimacintosh]
This shit sound like "Trap or Die," that's my shit right there
That song right there
Nigga, what's good?
(Yeah, yeah)
Woo
Woo, woo

[Chorus: Fijimacintosh]
I'm in the car but it don't got a key
I put the Chrome Heart on top of my tee
My bitch is pretty, she small and petite
Ten K on white gold to cover my teeth
I'm from the bottom, we come from the street
Check out the fit, man, this shit is on fleek
I'm tryna run up a hunnid a week
You talking too much, boy, you sound like police
All of the guys in my pocket deceased
Ears they a thousand they deep in the creek
Margiela-giela, no regular tee
I [?]
Hopped in the game and I conquered it cheap
All of that envy, it made me a beast
Down with my brothers, they ride for me
Keep stealing swag but it's obsolete