[Verse 1: Pretty Blanco]
Yeah, nah, nah
You ain't never run into a goonie in the boonies, better hope I let my toolie out (Huh)
But I ain't never lackin', boy, you actin' when I catch you up in traffic, I'ma put one in your dome (Pop pop)
'Cause the day I lost my brother, I was sittin' with my mother and she told me I would never be alone (Yeah)
So I grabbed that four-five, why should homie be alive when he got my best friend? Now he gone
No, this shit just so wrong (Yeah)
Remember his cousin was callin' my phone (Brrrp)
Like, Blanco, let's get him, I know where he headed
He need to be deaded, let's go
So we hit the road, gone off them shrooms like I'm Toad (Whoop)
Hoppin' to Fourth, that four-forty-four close
It's on, soon as you see 'em, let go
Reloaded it and dump it some more (B-r-r-r-p)
So we posted up by the store
Freezin', it's twenty below
Blowin' this weed by the O
We just 'bout to leave and then, yo, I think I just seen me that fiend that hit Gene and my bro
He's right on the corner with Steven and Joe
Now it's open season, I'm fiendin' to blow
So Lee hop up outta the whip, when he let that shit rip, I saw all of 'em three on the floor, whoa
But I guess what can I say?
I hit JFK and was back to LA (Whoo)
A thief in the night and a thief in the day
So I take what I want, while I'm chiefin' the J
Huh, while I'm chiefin' the J
Be careful out here in them streets where you play
Be careful out here when you speak what you say
'Cause your ass will get cut up, the meat, the filet, like whoa
Yeah, nah, nah
You ain't never run into a goonie in the boonies, better hope I let my toolie out (Huh)
But I ain't never lackin', boy, you actin' when I catch you up in traffic, I'ma put one in your dome (Pop pop)
'Cause the day I lost my brother, I was sittin' with my mother and she told me I would never be alone (Yeah)
So I grabbed that four-five, why should homie be alive when he got my best friend? Now he gone
No, this shit just so wrong (Yeah)
Remember his cousin was callin' my phone (Brrrp)
Like, Blanco, let's get him, I know where he headed
He need to be deaded, let's go
So we hit the road, gone off them shrooms like I'm Toad (Whoop)
Hoppin' to Fourth, that four-forty-four close
It's on, soon as you see 'em, let go
Reloaded it and dump it some more (B-r-r-r-p)
So we posted up by the store
Freezin', it's twenty below
Blowin' this weed by the O
We just 'bout to leave and then, yo, I think I just seen me that fiend that hit Gene and my bro
He's right on the corner with Steven and Joe
Now it's open season, I'm fiendin' to blow
So Lee hop up outta the whip, when he let that shit rip, I saw all of 'em three on the floor, whoa
But I guess what can I say?
I hit JFK and was back to LA (Whoo)
A thief in the night and a thief in the day
So I take what I want, while I'm chiefin' the J
Huh, while I'm chiefin' the J
Be careful out here in them streets where you play
Be careful out here when you speak what you say
'Cause your ass will get cut up, the meat, the filet, like whoa
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