[Chorus:]
*Scratching*
Things are done different in my zip code
If you think I’m joking you’re sadly mistaken
You wanna rumble? Well you can get crumbled
Today will be the grand opening of your chest
Things are done different in my zip code
If you think I’m joking you’re sadly mistaken
You wanna rumble? Well you can get crumbled
Today will be the grand opening of your chest
[Verse 1 - Doap Nixon:]
Yo we done told you that we out on the frontline
Now the money’s coming, niggas eating like lunchtime
Pazmania, Reef the Tazmanian, nickelbag niggas ain’t know I’m half-Ukrainian
They slept on Sour Diesel like retards
But this one’s the second coming of Isa
Ain’t got to tell you about the hoods that I’m running at
But come with that shit, get your wig piece mummy-wrapped
The backyard’s where the money’s at
You have to have to tell your friend’s mom her son ain’t coming back
That’s that shit that I’m talking about
You trying to make it out the hood, ain’t nobody trying to walk it out
It’s grand opening, everybody’s smoking it
My Cali niggas locing it, Pharaoh niggas focusing
And I ain’t in this for the brizzels my nig
But anybody wanna beef I’m pistol-whipping their kids
*Scratching*
Things are done different in my zip code
If you think I’m joking you’re sadly mistaken
You wanna rumble? Well you can get crumbled
Today will be the grand opening of your chest
Things are done different in my zip code
If you think I’m joking you’re sadly mistaken
You wanna rumble? Well you can get crumbled
Today will be the grand opening of your chest
[Verse 1 - Doap Nixon:]
Yo we done told you that we out on the frontline
Now the money’s coming, niggas eating like lunchtime
Pazmania, Reef the Tazmanian, nickelbag niggas ain’t know I’m half-Ukrainian
They slept on Sour Diesel like retards
But this one’s the second coming of Isa
Ain’t got to tell you about the hoods that I’m running at
But come with that shit, get your wig piece mummy-wrapped
The backyard’s where the money’s at
You have to have to tell your friend’s mom her son ain’t coming back
That’s that shit that I’m talking about
You trying to make it out the hood, ain’t nobody trying to walk it out
It’s grand opening, everybody’s smoking it
My Cali niggas locing it, Pharaoh niggas focusing
And I ain’t in this for the brizzels my nig
But anybody wanna beef I’m pistol-whipping their kids
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