[Chorus]
Ayy, pull up puffing on the indo
Chevy sitting up on the 'renzos
Ol' head hit me with the head nod
Understood a nigga like 10-4
10-4, 10-4, 10-4
10-4, 10-4, 10-4
Ol' head hit me with the head nod
Understood a nigga like
[Verse 1]
Deep conversations 'bout language, which one you speak?
Lotta niggas claim bilingual, lie through they teeth
Try to talk money, it's on the tip of they tongue
You know the feeling when the words just outside your reach, yeah
Take a few steps in, you outside your territory
Make 'em lean back like Terror Squad when telling stories
Or even like you got the Ac' in ya
So many different vernacular
Perspective and points, went from selecting electives to collecting the coins
To rejecting investments to connecting with legends and stressing acceptance
To fuck it, I'll write with my left, I'm finessing this joint
With my right to bring the light, like a key on a kite
The rolling thunder make 'em pee on they self
I see the fire, I've been drinking Freon, I'm on the corner, feel like Deion
With these Cowboys, don't speak snake with these Malfoys
Though, no sweat on my towel boy flow
Brought the funk like an outhouse, the bumps like a bounce house
And spit like the beatbox that heat rock
The Pete Rock head nod
Ayy, pull up puffing on the indo
Chevy sitting up on the 'renzos
Ol' head hit me with the head nod
Understood a nigga like 10-4
10-4, 10-4, 10-4
10-4, 10-4, 10-4
Ol' head hit me with the head nod
Understood a nigga like
[Verse 1]
Deep conversations 'bout language, which one you speak?
Lotta niggas claim bilingual, lie through they teeth
Try to talk money, it's on the tip of they tongue
You know the feeling when the words just outside your reach, yeah
Take a few steps in, you outside your territory
Make 'em lean back like Terror Squad when telling stories
Or even like you got the Ac' in ya
So many different vernacular
Perspective and points, went from selecting electives to collecting the coins
To rejecting investments to connecting with legends and stressing acceptance
To fuck it, I'll write with my left, I'm finessing this joint
With my right to bring the light, like a key on a kite
The rolling thunder make 'em pee on they self
I see the fire, I've been drinking Freon, I'm on the corner, feel like Deion
With these Cowboys, don't speak snake with these Malfoys
Though, no sweat on my towel boy flow
Brought the funk like an outhouse, the bumps like a bounce house
And spit like the beatbox that heat rock
The Pete Rock head nod
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