[ Featuring PTIC Drilla, Jonah OG ]
Where you been where you been where you been
Spin your block and I'm calling your friends
Hope for your sake they put down the pen
Sipping ice in that liquor
Yea you move sicker
Yea your big brain yea it's looking so bigger
Yea you bickering
It ain't pretty
Your lil bitch yea she popping like she Timmy
Double clip when we rip
Running through the city with the 5 on my hip
Baby where you been got no time for a bitch
I got a Moto a 5 or a 6
Motorolla phones yea we calling up the plug
Yea we sipping on the mud
Yea we sweeping up the grub
I be eating Panda Express it's really grubbily
Yea Flavin he jiggilin joggilin he got bubbly
She stuck in her mind with the things that she said
She down in the chasm with shit that she kept
She be creeping she be moving so slow
She is a young bitch she know she a hoe
She a hoe and she like it she slip and she slide
She go to Sea World she dive with the guys
She go to Sea World I confuse her with a whale
Oh no I did not say that yea your a snail
Your face in hell
Shit's not real
I see your shadowy eyes they reveal
??? he slipped and he fell down a hill
F*cked up on percs so I'm wishing him well
Don't look at me if you don't pay your bills
I'm not for cheap thrills
Don't pay your bills
I don't need to rap in my rhymes to sell records
Well you do
So f*ck yoga and f*ck the blues
And we singing with the trumpet and tiggity twos
Ya we got all these jamas
And these jiggity jews
