[Chorus: Boldy James]
One time, this for my gargoyles
One time, just for my people (Yeah)
One time, just for the preacher man
One time, this for the deacon (Let's get it)
One time, this for the treason
One time, steady policing (Aye)
Real stepper he got six toes, must be some kinda creature (It's gang)
One time, just for the killers
Two times, for my two cities (Eastsidе)
Full ounce in my two liter
One timе, this for the reaper (All my heathens)
Five hundred for my chop (Yeah)
A thousand for my sneakers (What else)
Real stepper he got six toes, must be some kinda creature (Let's get it)
[Verse 1: Boldy James]
Big dog with gorillas (Uh)
Involved with the hitters (Yeah)
Hood all in they feelings (Uh-huh)
Stood tall on that business (Stood tall)
Say he the realest nigga breathing, if I hold my breath (Tell me why?)
Now you won't see them niggas with me, they don't blow no techs (Grrr)
I got the keys to the city, but that back door still open (Wide open)
Can't really remember a time when we ain't have no motion (I can't)
The lifestyle a nigga living, it's a bit perplex (Complicated)
So if you ever catch me spinning better hit the deck (Drrrrr)
He don't think I know that he got hit with racketeering (He don't)
Tryna cap, like he ain't no snitch, why he be acting weird? (Ahaha)
It's mafia, what else? And I'm like daddy dearest (Gang)
Way to many bodies on his belt for him to tat his tears (Let's get it)
One time, this for my gargoyles
One time, just for my people (Yeah)
One time, just for the preacher man
One time, this for the deacon (Let's get it)
One time, this for the treason
One time, steady policing (Aye)
Real stepper he got six toes, must be some kinda creature (It's gang)
One time, just for the killers
Two times, for my two cities (Eastsidе)
Full ounce in my two liter
One timе, this for the reaper (All my heathens)
Five hundred for my chop (Yeah)
A thousand for my sneakers (What else)
Real stepper he got six toes, must be some kinda creature (Let's get it)
[Verse 1: Boldy James]
Big dog with gorillas (Uh)
Involved with the hitters (Yeah)
Hood all in they feelings (Uh-huh)
Stood tall on that business (Stood tall)
Say he the realest nigga breathing, if I hold my breath (Tell me why?)
Now you won't see them niggas with me, they don't blow no techs (Grrr)
I got the keys to the city, but that back door still open (Wide open)
Can't really remember a time when we ain't have no motion (I can't)
The lifestyle a nigga living, it's a bit perplex (Complicated)
So if you ever catch me spinning better hit the deck (Drrrrr)
He don't think I know that he got hit with racketeering (He don't)
Tryna cap, like he ain't no snitch, why he be acting weird? (Ahaha)
It's mafia, what else? And I'm like daddy dearest (Gang)
Way to many bodies on his belt for him to tat his tears (Let's get it)
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