Ayy, Jojo, turn that bitch up
She be tryna slide with me, I think it's murder what she like
I be beating up the Gucci, so it's murder what she write
Every time I hit the road, I get to beating it like Mike
Why I need the blick
Because they tryna take my life
I remember back them days when I was broke eating rice
But I'm a cold-ass stepper,think I was made with ice
I can hit the bitch once, then I can hit the bitch twice
Bald head on the taper, we gon' give his ass a line
Two four carat on my neck, bitch, I know that shit blind
Bust down AP, I can't even see the time
Yeah, I gotta keep it low, or I don't really like to fight
I be tryna hit the stool and get to talking real spice
I don't do the handouts, why niggas gotta ask nice
Neck on Celsius, where my jewels like to bite
I think she tryna treat me like a bike she wanna ride
I was tryna shoot a movie, and this bitch like I'm Spike
Niggas wanna fight, huh, bitches don't like
Niggas mad at K5 because his neck off the ice
Huh
I'm in this bitch, you know I play with big bands
She wanna fuck, I know she wanna leave her mans
Popped em up so I don't care about your plans
She like to go out to the beach, she like the sand
Niggas, bitches, they be watching from the stands
Me and my niggas keep it rocking like a band
You know you see the palm trees, bitch, it's the land
And I got packs from LA to Japan
Whoop it up and let it lock two-strand
Three K's, we in the field like the Klan
Is the jacket off white or is it tan
Do what I want, lil' nigga, doing what you can
I want the chili, baby, put it in my hand
She know the truth, so I don't tell her I'm the man
I'm on the island with some bows and big bands
Watch a hater nigga drown quicksand...
