Whats good, baby?
Let me tell yall how we do it
I got them bitches ? got these niggas sayin, Wait
These bitches screamin, Ohh
And we just Ohh, we just let the money pile
And when its time to eat, Im the first in line for chow For chow
You more than welcome, bring the guns
And we gotta keep sayin it where we from All day
Im a gain weightin motherfucker for life
Chyeah, hold you up, maybe wonder the show
Grab a plate and some food to go
Its soon to roll,
Theres three on the track, Max B ill spoken, so suitable
But who would know? Know If you come so far Chyeah
And how we crush so hard Chyeah
I wanna rush the ball, I wanna buy it all by myself, fuck yall
See, Im ridin in my ocean waves, so blaze, I toast the haze
I coast for days, and we stay for a lil bit pic
Take a sniff of that flava flave, I aint tailor made Haha
Ima take what I can, the first in line with a cake in my hand
And I seen yall sink in the sand
Thats money in the bank, mo cheese for the team
And I do it for the cream, and the love for the scene
And the cuss for the ? on the jeans
And I leave the receivin team, which they didnt catch up
Til they flee from the scene
You dont really want it, boy, you better back down
Tell your girl turn around, bring it back now
Tell me why she wanna ride on my style
Gotta scream my name so loud that she black out
Act now if you wanna get it crackin
Come ? while my cars is stackin
So when I pause for action
Watch out dawg, cause I ball for the passion
I gotta beg ya for the next round
Best style, ill boy with the best sound
I dont mess around with that weak shit, keen shit
? with the flame, Im playin boy, ya chest out
Mr. Ill Show You What A Knife Do
You dont wanna be playin wit ya life, dude
Messin with you sayin you a target
You payin that price cause I aint gon fight you
Some say I got a foul mind, cause I grind all day
Never got no downtime, and you know I gotta eat
Im the first in the chow line
I got them bitches ? got these niggas sayin, Wait
These bitches screamin, Ohh
And we just Ohh, we just let the money pile
And when its time to eat, Im the first in line for chow For chow
You more than welcome, bring the guns
And we gotta keep sayin it where we from All day
Im a gain weightin motherfucker for life
Listen, yo
Ill spoken that Macs be the realest thats out
Collectin dead presidents, no reasonable doubt Haha
If it wasnt three-thousand pounds, we be stealin ya house
Choppin it up, then we dealin it out
And I aint feelin my mouth
With every ?, your brain is rippin apart
The way I spit feel like your ears is gettin bit by a shark
Im just sittin in park, waitin to start my engine
My bars is blendin, leave you sittin up for mores in seconds
Leave you scarred for weapons, I could battle you hard from detention
Yup, a mic blessing, givin little tights lessons
Im grindin, let my chest bling
Rhymin during testing, you would acted like ? on the west wing
Chess king, checkmate, the chessboard is mine
You wanna war with rhymes? The tourin God explores your mind
You a borderline bitch fuckin with pork and swine
Your spinal cord is gettin popped like a cork in wine
Im recordin mine, ? what Im sippin on
I need that ice in my watch, feel like my wrist is gone
Thats the shit Im on, listen through it in the car
Blow your squad up with some more of that piss burn ?
I got them bitches ? got these niggas sayin, Wait
These bitches screamin, Ohh
And we just Ohh, we just let the money pile
And when its time to eat, Im the first in line for chow For chow
You more than welcome, bring the guns
And we gotta keep sayin it where we from All day
Im a gain weightin motherfucker for life