[Intro: Freddie Gibbs & Assassin]
Mmm, I'm with it, uh
Motherfucker, I'm with it, uh
Motherfucker, I'm with it, uh
Nigga, and I ain't bullshittin', yeah
Off in the game, fuckin' with the Kane (Man some)
Off in the game, fuckin' with the Kane (Imagine now)
You in the game, fuckin' with the Kane (Every 'dana)
Off in the game, fuckin' with the Kane (Is bandana, bandana)
[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]
Draped in all designer, draped in all designer
Cakin' off the powder, cakin' off the powder
Stuffed a half a birdie up in a piñata
And I had to ice my wifey out 'cause she a rider
Born a pebble, left the hospital, I was a whole brick
Passed the package off to Diego, he moved the whole shit
You can't claim no gang in my hood if you ain't had known it
Fuck the local police, my nigga, they can't control this
Yeah, I throw my set up, fly my bandana
I give a hater a handicap with this hand cannon
My Brooklyn bitch drove them kilos from New York to Atlanta
Heroin was 98 Foxy, I turned it white like Vanna (White like Vanna)
Geekers buyin' vials, I was mixin' down
Pushing faders like Mike Dean, whippin' that light cream
Cleaner than Yo Gotti white jeans, my brand new hammer
Once I used it, it was dirty like the blood stain on my bandana
Mmm, I'm with it, uh
Motherfucker, I'm with it, uh
Motherfucker, I'm with it, uh
Nigga, and I ain't bullshittin', yeah
Off in the game, fuckin' with the Kane (Man some)
Off in the game, fuckin' with the Kane (Imagine now)
You in the game, fuckin' with the Kane (Every 'dana)
Off in the game, fuckin' with the Kane (Is bandana, bandana)
[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]
Draped in all designer, draped in all designer
Cakin' off the powder, cakin' off the powder
Stuffed a half a birdie up in a piñata
And I had to ice my wifey out 'cause she a rider
Born a pebble, left the hospital, I was a whole brick
Passed the package off to Diego, he moved the whole shit
You can't claim no gang in my hood if you ain't had known it
Fuck the local police, my nigga, they can't control this
Yeah, I throw my set up, fly my bandana
I give a hater a handicap with this hand cannon
My Brooklyn bitch drove them kilos from New York to Atlanta
Heroin was 98 Foxy, I turned it white like Vanna (White like Vanna)
Geekers buyin' vials, I was mixin' down
Pushing faders like Mike Dean, whippin' that light cream
Cleaner than Yo Gotti white jeans, my brand new hammer
Once I used it, it was dirty like the blood stain on my bandana
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