Текст песни
Fresco, that's cold. A UPS the track, I'm coming with the best Delivery. I don't like hugs, but made a dub, That's a victory. Niggas hella broke, they wanna Play, but they got injuries. Pull up, whip tinted like, "Who is it?" That's a mystery. Give a little sauce, but I Could never show the recipe. Time for security 'cause these bitches, they be Pressing me. Police search, only time a nigga Checking me. Nigga, I be turnt, but I ain't Never did no ecstasy. Pull up, get the check, I ain't staying for The extra shit. Found a fucking dub in my Stack, that's embarrassing. I'm American, but fuck with some terrorists. Always quick to spazz on a bitch, I need A therapist. What you niggas talking 'bout? I ain't hearing it. Nigga talk for no reason, he is terrible. Ammo with me everywhere, nigga, portable. Bougie-ass nigga, tell a bitch I'm not affordable. The shit lit, nigga, I'ma hold it down. Them niggas over there, they some nerds, they some Clowns. I'm a champion, I ain't throwing in the Towel. Keep my chin up, niggas gotta knock me Down. Ayy, niggas gotta make it count. Ten toes on the ground, bitch, you better make Me proud. Throw him out the game if a Nigga pull a foul. We giving stay aways, Now you can't come around. Oh, that's how ADI go, okay. That old shit. Let's turn the fuck up. Ayy, this that shit. Say your shit, nigga. What, what? I been T old This that hot how you Know? This a street knocker. Put you in a squirt, you like beatboxing, Ooh-wee. This a mean clocker. Bitch making videos on her fans, she a TikToker. Ayy, ayy, shout out bro, needed three or four. Bitch, you know there's more spots than just Figueroa. Ayy, ayy, I put these niggas on. All this water on my neck, you know I Got a pool. Bitch, and I really use it. You get slimed down thinking this your music. Walked in the bitch room and told her, "Hand Me that." So many shots from this ball, You can't handle that. On the rebound, Tell my teammate to handle that. I'm tryna shake my hand, your gang be the Opps now. Leave Oscars family sad 'cause they not Proud. Ooh-wee, another man down. Ayy, bitch, and I really use it. You get slimed down thinking this your music. Walked in the bitch room and told her, "Hand Me that." So many shots from this ball, know You can't handle that. On the rebound, tell my teammate to handle that. I'm tryna shake my hand, your gang be the Opps now. Oscars sad 'cause they not proud. Ooh-wee, another man Down
Mike Sherm, Young Slo-Be — Street Knocker
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