It can't wait until we turn these b***hs upside down
It can't wait until we turn these b***hs upside down
Yo, my homies the real deal
We smokin' that kill kill
She shaky
It feel real
The paper flowin' still
Now that bitch wanna chill
Damn, this * stay chill
Huh?
Go!
Yo, my homies the real deal
We smokin' that kill kill
She shaky
It feel real
The paper flowin' still
Now that bitch wanna chill
Damn, this * stay chill
Yeah
My homie the real deal
This big watch, I don't feel like Ben 10
Hell yeah, Slim Jim in this m***a with a big grip
Get a grip, I can't get a grip
Make them flip
Walk in, throw the cash like Nerf
Girl, you better put that in
So what?
Work
Can I know?
I hold the cam like Kirk
Big diamonds in my mouth when I burp
Big rims when I skirt
Leave my prints in the dirt
Leave them broke now, turd
I'm that n***a, you heard?
A young n***a, so superb
I'm cool, hurt, go to earth
Swag
Yeah
Frank Lucas with a grill
All them homies wanna chill
Must've seen the gills
Pockets fat, Uncle Phil
Girls on me like Will
All them ladies love Jim
For real
My homie the real deal
Smokin that Kill-Kill
She shaking
It feel real
The paper flowing still
Now that bitch want it chill
Dangerous, but stay chill
My homie the real deal
Smokin that Kill-Kill
She shaking
It feel real
The paper flowing still
Now that bitch wanna chill
Dangerous, but stay chill
Uh, uh
They tellin' me slow down, they gave me a chill pill
Because I was spin-bent, they know I would kill Bill
I walk around with big steel, I'm still on them pills still
I spit that real *, I call it real spill
I need like 10 mil, I need to put my mama in a big crib
She be tellin' me, baby boy, don't steal
I ain't listen to her, cause I still steal
Went snappin' and put some racks in my grill
No weapons allowed, I brought my strap in here still
All I smoke is loud, yeah, it's gon' blast in your ear
Man, I'm hot as the cloud, I'm on a new atmosphere
Gotta hold my n***a down until they get back here
Don't come over here, cause you a kid, clap here
My homies the real deal, we smokin' that kill chill
She shake it, it feel real
The paper flowin' still, now that bitch wanna chill
Damn it, she can stay chill
Go!
My homies the real deal, we smokin' that kill chill
She shake it, it feel real
The paper flowin' still, now that bitch wanna chill
Damn it, she can stay chill
Spittin' game to that girl and her friend
I got dressed, left the crib, set the trend
If you ask me, it all spins
I'm from the mud and my cup needs a cleanse
Let it cleanse!
I can't even cruise because I got a spoiler
Hit the store, buy the store, let's not loiter
Hit the club, need a drink, need a scoop
The club promoter says,
Sway Lee, you off of the chain
My homies the real deal, we smokin' that kill chill
She shake it, it feel real
The paper flowin' still, now that bitch wanna chill
Damn it, she can stay chill
Huh?
Go!
My homies the real deal, we smokin' that kill chill
She shake it, it feel real
The paper flowin' still, now that bitch wanna chill
Damn it, she can stay chill
Uh, uh
You накin' that guy's ass *