Ayo, Ian
(Woah!)
Uh, uh, ha (Oh, hey!)
Uh, uh, ha (Okay, uh!)
Uh, uh, ha (Oh, hey!)
Uh, uh, ha (Okay, uh!)
I feel just like Fresh, I got that bankroll (Yeah, I feel just like Fresh, I got that)
Yeah, he got a stick, ain't got no aim though (Woah, Yeah, he got a stick, ain’t got no)
No, this ain't the Hub, this choppa bang, bro (No, this ain't the Hub, this choppa)
Baby K on me, I keep that draco (Yeah, Baby K on me, I keep that)
I feel just like Fresh, I got that bankroll (Yeah, I feel just like Fresh, I got that)
Yeah, he got a stick, ain’t got no aim though (Woah, Yeah, he got a stick, ain't got no)
No, this ain't the Hub, this choppa bang, bro (No, this ain't the Hub, this choppa)
Baby K on me, I keep that draco (Yeah, Baby K on me, I keep that)
Draco on my lap, I feel like Soulja (Yeah)
We ridin' round in a Rover
Up at the opps and it's over
And I'm makin' bread everyday like a toaster (Yeah, yеah)
G19 gon’ sit right on my hip, you know it came with a holster (Grrrah!)
You bettеr watch how you talk on my gang, or you get put up on a poster (Buh, buh, buh)
All I gotta do is make a bag
And make my haters mad
Run up the wrong way, you gon’ get slapped
And I put that on my Dad (Yeah, yeah)
He might just leave the crib with his gat
And stuff it in the bag (Yeah, ah)
We might come and pull up in a cat (Woah)
And pull off in a Jag (Woah)
(Woah!)
Uh, uh, ha (Oh, hey!)
Uh, uh, ha (Okay, uh!)
Uh, uh, ha (Oh, hey!)
Uh, uh, ha (Okay, uh!)
I feel just like Fresh, I got that bankroll (Yeah, I feel just like Fresh, I got that)
Yeah, he got a stick, ain't got no aim though (Woah, Yeah, he got a stick, ain’t got no)
No, this ain't the Hub, this choppa bang, bro (No, this ain't the Hub, this choppa)
Baby K on me, I keep that draco (Yeah, Baby K on me, I keep that)
I feel just like Fresh, I got that bankroll (Yeah, I feel just like Fresh, I got that)
Yeah, he got a stick, ain’t got no aim though (Woah, Yeah, he got a stick, ain't got no)
No, this ain't the Hub, this choppa bang, bro (No, this ain't the Hub, this choppa)
Baby K on me, I keep that draco (Yeah, Baby K on me, I keep that)
Draco on my lap, I feel like Soulja (Yeah)
We ridin' round in a Rover
Up at the opps and it's over
And I'm makin' bread everyday like a toaster (Yeah, yеah)
G19 gon’ sit right on my hip, you know it came with a holster (Grrrah!)
You bettеr watch how you talk on my gang, or you get put up on a poster (Buh, buh, buh)
All I gotta do is make a bag
And make my haters mad
Run up the wrong way, you gon’ get slapped
And I put that on my Dad (Yeah, yeah)
He might just leave the crib with his gat
And stuff it in the bag (Yeah, ah)
We might come and pull up in a cat (Woah)
And pull off in a Jag (Woah)
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