Verse 1: (Cashier)
Uh, Leanin' like a kickstand
Kick it with the brickman
Skate through the city
Band bitches in the red van
Shorty wanna f*ck me
And you know i never hit fans
Nigga live the sweet life
Like I work at Tipton
These ain't air force ones, look close
Stars on the side like the roof of the ghost
Young f*ck nigga tryna play by the rules
But a nigga taught me they was made to be broke
Philly nigga steppa so you know I never listen
I never pay the dumb hoe no attention
No nuggets, no fries, no dates for a dumb hoe
If she get hungry I gotta feed her dick then
400 kicks now your girlie wanna kick it
Bad hoes in the DM, but I got it in my mentions
Rap niggas lame-y, know they all bitches
f*ck that. jump in, one on one hittin
Chorus:
Give that nigga 2 for flinchin' aye
Get that man shot if he get in, aye
Give that nigga 2 for flinchin' aye
Get that man shot if he get in, aye
Give that nigga 2 for flinchin' aye
Get that man shot if he get in, aye
Get that man shot if he get in, aye
Get that man shot if he get in, aye
Bridge:
Go on the fritz
Ka, Ka, Ka, Ka, Ka, Ka, Ka BOOM
Verse 2: (Kay)
Back back nigga yaint with the f*ck shit (nah)
I ain't gonna tuck it ima bust it (BUST)
Bulletproof vest with a weapon(Boom Boom)
I'm teachin the f*ck boys a lesson(RRRAAA)
Used to trap out of the hiltons(hiltons)
f*ckin on lil paris hilton(bitch)
Double up my money, now I'm back right
When you start poppin, bitch gon' act right(Pow)
I'm still the old me run and gunin'
Old ass nigga and I hate joe budden
[?] marathon, we got it flooded
Your diamonds look cloudy, you drink robotussin(f*ck)
f*ck ass nigga and I hate joe budden
Drinkin on fat lean, f*ckin up your stomach
I ain't got time, I got rollies
Pay the Yacht, if you don't, you owe me(Boom Boom Boom Boom)
Blue tracksuit lookin sporty
Off white [?]
Suck a little bit and I sell you to a [?]
Money pilling up, you see the money on it(Trap)
I ain't gonna cap like a p*ssy type(cap)
Double up my money now my bank right(bank)
Beam hit on spot like a bright light,Bitch