[Intro: Kenzo Balla]
Gang, gang
Y'all niggas know how the fuck we rockin' (Haha, this is Jake)
It's that Kenzo Balla nigga (Y'all niggas know the fuckin' vibes)
[Verse 1: Kenzo Balla & TG Flockaa]
Spinnin', we copped a glizzy, niggas talkin' tough until my niggas come and pick 'em off
Niggas be runnin' Ricky, always got the semi, bitch, I'm with it, I was never soft
Jimmy be spinnin' with me, hop up out a renty, send a shot, and now they dippin' off (Grrt, baow)
I'm Makk, but I'm with some Crippies, you want me? Come get me, tryna run up, I'ma hit 'em all
Oppositions always chuckin', I'm not with the bluffin', if you pull up, turn into a spliff
You pussies be always talkin' 'til I get to sparkin, Bharlie had to hit him in his shit (Boom, boom, boom)
I get it and then I take it, now she gettin' naked, niggas know I'm swifty with your bitch
I'm focused on paper chasin', swipin' Chevys kickin', run it up and now we coppin' drip (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
TG Loc gon' empty out the clip (Gang)
Diddy Loc gon' hop up out the whip (Boom, boom)
Lou Brim spinnin', make it lit (Grrt)
We just keep on sinnin', taking risks (Boom)
Hoes gon' try to run up, they get hit
Off the Henny, baby, take a sip
Catch a stain and then we make a flip
Off the Perkies, but I never slip
They politickin'
Play with my brother, we gon have his mama missin' (Grrt, baow)
She know all my pieces hittin'
She watchin' my movements, I know that she seen me drippin'
Cook it up when we get to whippin'
Threw up a chef when he mix it up in the kitchen
Got no lean, so I'm Henny sippin'
And, bitch, I'm MB for him, we got plenty chickens (Ewok)
Lil' bro in the renty driftin'
He totin' a glizzy, so don't be a new pack
And we spinnin' with two straps
My Makks always winnin', we never gon lose that
On a date, get your boo clapped
If he jackin' us K, then you know we remove that
Pillow talk, we don't do that
Spinnin' blocks in a two-seater, I pulled the roof back
I'm with bitches who shoot that
I've been doing this shit, I don't know who these new cats
Ran it up in a few traps
If you spin with your gang, then you might get your crew clapped
I'm not playin', where the food at?
If I don't got the knockers, I'm knockin' his tooth back
Kenzo Balla, I'm too tact'
I take hits by myself but I might bring like two Makks (TG)
Gang, gang
Y'all niggas know how the fuck we rockin' (Haha, this is Jake)
It's that Kenzo Balla nigga (Y'all niggas know the fuckin' vibes)
[Verse 1: Kenzo Balla & TG Flockaa]
Spinnin', we copped a glizzy, niggas talkin' tough until my niggas come and pick 'em off
Niggas be runnin' Ricky, always got the semi, bitch, I'm with it, I was never soft
Jimmy be spinnin' with me, hop up out a renty, send a shot, and now they dippin' off (Grrt, baow)
I'm Makk, but I'm with some Crippies, you want me? Come get me, tryna run up, I'ma hit 'em all
Oppositions always chuckin', I'm not with the bluffin', if you pull up, turn into a spliff
You pussies be always talkin' 'til I get to sparkin, Bharlie had to hit him in his shit (Boom, boom, boom)
I get it and then I take it, now she gettin' naked, niggas know I'm swifty with your bitch
I'm focused on paper chasin', swipin' Chevys kickin', run it up and now we coppin' drip (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
TG Loc gon' empty out the clip (Gang)
Diddy Loc gon' hop up out the whip (Boom, boom)
Lou Brim spinnin', make it lit (Grrt)
We just keep on sinnin', taking risks (Boom)
Hoes gon' try to run up, they get hit
Off the Henny, baby, take a sip
Catch a stain and then we make a flip
Off the Perkies, but I never slip
They politickin'
Play with my brother, we gon have his mama missin' (Grrt, baow)
She know all my pieces hittin'
She watchin' my movements, I know that she seen me drippin'
Cook it up when we get to whippin'
Threw up a chef when he mix it up in the kitchen
Got no lean, so I'm Henny sippin'
And, bitch, I'm MB for him, we got plenty chickens (Ewok)
Lil' bro in the renty driftin'
He totin' a glizzy, so don't be a new pack
And we spinnin' with two straps
My Makks always winnin', we never gon lose that
On a date, get your boo clapped
If he jackin' us K, then you know we remove that
Pillow talk, we don't do that
Spinnin' blocks in a two-seater, I pulled the roof back
I'm with bitches who shoot that
I've been doing this shit, I don't know who these new cats
Ran it up in a few traps
If you spin with your gang, then you might get your crew clapped
I'm not playin', where the food at?
If I don't got the knockers, I'm knockin' his tooth back
Kenzo Balla, I'm too tact'
I take hits by myself but I might bring like two Makks (TG)
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