gimme that work
baka not nice
got that tip from and you got them pies
got a four fif' on my side in case they wanna try
grippin' the stick when i turn
kickin' the door and i'm goin' in first
like give me the bag and nobody get hurt
i robbed your bitch for the night
i might just give her the pipe
i might just dip in it twice
i might just speak of a spice
she did it back to the kitchen
whippin' and cheffin' that white
told her to pass me the scale
i'm 'bout the fuckin' bags
the two bits that made it true
now i'm flyin' private jets with the crew
where the fuck where you when the judge gave me 13 years
when my pops was in the court room in shock
where were you when i was down below?
i got convicted of somethin' i ain't even fuckin' do
we don't do the long talkin'
we just get straight to the barkin'