[Intro: JK The Reaper]
It's that 1993
That 8Ball & MJG shit
That comin' hard shit
That 90's pimp shit
That modern day's 90's FANG life shit
That modern day Raider Klan shit nigga
What's up nigga?
[8Ball]
Tight grip on the Tec 9, now it's time to (time to, time to,) creep
Hollow tips in the clip puttin' suckas in a deep
Tight grip on the Tec 9, now it's time to creep
Hollow tips in the clip puttin' suckas in a deep sleep
[Hook: 8Ball]
Niggas on the gank, might do better at a
Niggas on the, niggas on the gank, might do better at a bank
Cuz I'm packin what you lackin' and I'm shootin' like a tank
Cuz I'm packin what you lackin' and I'm shootin' like a tank
[Verse 1: J.K. The Rapper]
Because I'm packin what you lackin' and I'm shootin' like a tank
Niggas on the gank, might do better at a bank
What you drank?
Smokin' dank
Come through like "Fuck what you claim"
Repping my gang
FANG all on my brain
Tryna maintain while I'm switchin' these lanes, swerve
Roll up a blunt of that Indica herb
A 90's bitch what I prefer
In the passenger seat of my two seater
Her curves they got me blurred, I'm slurred
I'm drivin' all up on the curb
40 ounce got me mixin' up my words
Now she trippin'
Bitches think I'm soft cause I treat them with respect
But I won't hesitate to smack a bitch with my dick (haha)
Livin' like it's '96 (six, six)
On you tricks
Would thought Wesley Snipes is in here, cause
Black is the color of the gear, and
Black is the color of the year, and
Black is the color of the niggas in your rearview mirr'
Can't see clear
Better lock them doors cause
It's that 1993
That 8Ball & MJG shit
That comin' hard shit
That 90's pimp shit
That modern day's 90's FANG life shit
That modern day Raider Klan shit nigga
What's up nigga?
[8Ball]
Tight grip on the Tec 9, now it's time to (time to, time to,) creep
Hollow tips in the clip puttin' suckas in a deep
Tight grip on the Tec 9, now it's time to creep
Hollow tips in the clip puttin' suckas in a deep sleep
[Hook: 8Ball]
Niggas on the gank, might do better at a
Niggas on the, niggas on the gank, might do better at a bank
Cuz I'm packin what you lackin' and I'm shootin' like a tank
Cuz I'm packin what you lackin' and I'm shootin' like a tank
[Verse 1: J.K. The Rapper]
Because I'm packin what you lackin' and I'm shootin' like a tank
Niggas on the gank, might do better at a bank
What you drank?
Smokin' dank
Come through like "Fuck what you claim"
Repping my gang
FANG all on my brain
Tryna maintain while I'm switchin' these lanes, swerve
Roll up a blunt of that Indica herb
A 90's bitch what I prefer
In the passenger seat of my two seater
Her curves they got me blurred, I'm slurred
I'm drivin' all up on the curb
40 ounce got me mixin' up my words
Now she trippin'
Bitches think I'm soft cause I treat them with respect
But I won't hesitate to smack a bitch with my dick (haha)
Livin' like it's '96 (six, six)
On you tricks
Would thought Wesley Snipes is in here, cause
Black is the color of the gear, and
Black is the color of the year, and
Black is the color of the niggas in your rearview mirr'
Can't see clear
Better lock them doors cause
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