[Verse 1]
Let's go
Olive green Bally windbreaker to wet my taste buds
Y’all hatin' niggas praying for table crumbs
Damn, ya'll looking bad, y’all might be mistaken for bums
My first thought was to put some spare change in your cup
Here's a blanket, least you'll be covered up
I'm becomin' numb
I don't feel the love at night, I hug my guns
Might touch you with the same razor I use to cut my drugs
Homie, these blades ain't made for shavin', son (Nah)
The snub is stainless, the yay is white like Shia LaBeouf, I weighed it (I weighed it up)
Liposucked the plug, left ’em weightless
Niggas on the waitin’ list, look at your grayed-up wig
What's that, a wave kit? Listen, baby, don’t shake the ship
Still, they assist, shit's scaring away the fish
I'm a playa
Son, I'm just sitting here sharing game with pimps
Bitch tried to throw a big monkey wrench in my Benz vent
I find it interestin’ I was chillin' just when they thought the engine went
I still did it big (did it big)
Pick of the litter but no kittens here
I'm like Huey Newton sitting in the king's wicker chair with the pistol near
My face is chiseled in the silverware with care (uh)
Spilling Belaire on the thread I wear, I'm a threat out here
You better not let the cat out for air, yeah
Uh, I'm a threat out here
You better not let the cat out for air, yeah
Let's go
Olive green Bally windbreaker to wet my taste buds
Y’all hatin' niggas praying for table crumbs
Damn, ya'll looking bad, y’all might be mistaken for bums
My first thought was to put some spare change in your cup
Here's a blanket, least you'll be covered up
I'm becomin' numb
I don't feel the love at night, I hug my guns
Might touch you with the same razor I use to cut my drugs
Homie, these blades ain't made for shavin', son (Nah)
The snub is stainless, the yay is white like Shia LaBeouf, I weighed it (I weighed it up)
Liposucked the plug, left ’em weightless
Niggas on the waitin’ list, look at your grayed-up wig
What's that, a wave kit? Listen, baby, don’t shake the ship
Still, they assist, shit's scaring away the fish
I'm a playa
Son, I'm just sitting here sharing game with pimps
Bitch tried to throw a big monkey wrench in my Benz vent
I find it interestin’ I was chillin' just when they thought the engine went
I still did it big (did it big)
Pick of the litter but no kittens here
I'm like Huey Newton sitting in the king's wicker chair with the pistol near
My face is chiseled in the silverware with care (uh)
Spilling Belaire on the thread I wear, I'm a threat out here
You better not let the cat out for air, yeah
Uh, I'm a threat out here
You better not let the cat out for air, yeah
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