You look like you know
What you doing
With that mic in your hand
What? Yeah
What? Yeah
What? Yeah
It's like they couldn't hold me back
With that tool in my hand
What? Yeah
What? Yeah
You better get back
Naw I'm just saying
I'm the last man standing
Back to back rubber band it
This shit came from the profit
You need to stop it
No you cannot get in
You ain't made profits
And you ain't bout it
Because you ain't shot it
You sound like that nigga
That was in the closet
Now I'm dripping faucets
Make large deposits
Because I know what I'm doing
My shots maturing
You gone need insurance
Nigga what you doing
I heard that you was screwing that
No you can't be doing
Oh you niggas wilding wilding
You know you ain't styling styling
Stiff arm no fouling fouling
Get back
I had to sit back get my lick back
Because you know
Them boys ain't with that
.45 got a kickback yeah
You look like you know
What you doing
With that mic in your hand
What? Yeah
What? Yeah
What? Yeah
It's like they couldn't hold me back
With that tool in my hand
What? Yeah
What? Yeah
You better get back
Naw I'm just saying
I'm focus on memories
I'm hot like the chimney
No they ain't forgiving me
Hope that one day
They gone forgive me
Pardon me and my ways
I was sitting there
Right with the J's
They tell me go to school
Something I ain't want to do
But mama ain't raise no fool
I ain't playing by the rules
On my P's & Q's
Like what you want to do
I want smoke
Or whatever you call that
I'm on all that
When we handle this
Please don't call back
Them feds be listening
I want my chains to be glistening
I got them rods like fisherman
You look like you know
What you doing
With that mic in your hand
What? Yeah
What? Yeah
What? Yeah
It's like they couldn't hold me back
With that tool in my hand
What? Yeah
What? Yeah
You better get back
Naw I'm just saying