Hibachi (feat. Santos LB4R)

Carryin' it any weight Movin' that green like a rake Fish like old men on a lake 'Outta country in estates You baws is boo boo and don't be with Yogi Bend y'all block daily them suckers hoagies Way I rock out should be sayin' Jabroni Glock only 23 but it talk 40 Slidin' through problems n**** don't trip on it By morning the coroners workin' dead bodies they findin' the Troponin Walk through with gang we 'gon shut down the mall Try and slide through shut down your car Flippin' the whip martial art like it's Law Make my deposits I really will draw Shut down ya knowledge those feelings meet stoppage Proved the baw wasn't as smart as he thought Fuck you expected I come from the Leaf Passin' a wood nah I'ma chief She want a pill shorty a freak Goin' over lines she like a geek Right at ya face grillin' the beef Volcano flames leave tears in the street Onions get chopped by the pound how we feast Won't fuck ya shorty she basic to me Plus she got yeast I do not want Sandy Cheeks Don't even take sand to the beach Pockets is rotten they full of bleu cheese Strikin' with lightning Benjamin keys Strike em like ISIS slide with them beams Hold with two hands slow dance with me Straight to money Chop, chop Hop on flights Nonstop Know the price Buy, shop Like Hibachi Flame tops Straight to money Chop, chop Hop on flights Nonstop Know the price Buy, shop Like Hibachi Flame tops Same chick fronted I was ridin' the bus In my DM and she tryin' get fucked Big boy shit when we hop out them trucks Anti-social I don't really talk to n***** Conversation with the coke we be choppin' it up Never step on it it do not got no cut He got shot so what I do not give a fuck Fuck that dead n**** he is not gettin' up Yo 'ya man rocked I jumped out that Lamb chop With my hat cocked Bitch I'm flyer than Hancock Higher than Jamrock She love me 'cause I'm everything that her man not I really got stash spots Gang unit don't find nothin' during them CRASH stops Still grind while the trap hot Bitch we really got rich off the back block 'Cause I hustle hard! I got smokers that won't do a bump at all I got players for dope that don't want no hard I got snorters that tell me they love this raw I ain't steppin' on shit this ain't cut at all I'm above the law Que se joda la policía That's how I'm comin' when I see a cop My man just hit me said he need a dot Let's take a road trip on the interstate Getaway jump on my ass they 'gon get a chase It's comin' from Cali we send the weight in a straight Panda Express we got bigger plates Don't worry 'bout me 'cause I'm feelin' great N***** fake don't need you in my face gimme space Or we 'gon tell you bye bye Ride by, drive by Throw it out the window like a demo tape Straight to money Chop, chop Hop on flights Nonstop Know the price Buy, shop Like Hibachi Flame tops Straight to money Chop, chop Hop on flights Nonstop Know the price Buy, shop Like Hibachi Flame tops