I'm gettin' hella mail jail, niggas tellin' me to kill it When they get out bring them 'round some bitches Shinobi, how I it, "American Ninja" major motion picture Flippin' my remote, same way I do them
But she already know she touch my Chevy door Real nigga, let me it as clear as my windows No square shall enter in the of winners Know I'm prepared for whatever, if you know I been through
Rear-view, clear vision, memories of paid Confined to a runway, thunderstorms through But look what it came to, somethin' amazes you Soon as you quit and hear what I gotta say to you
Baby blue, D's, White 11, '96 No retro card came this Same year, my Impala with the shift Four door suicide, car, chauffeured
body chocolate, Russel Stover Brung weed wit' her I invite her over Polo sweater, belt hangin' off her shoulder No care over so we put it in the air
Walkin' my house, say she wanna fuck everywhere That's cool, baby, but I got that pool table We ain't stay away from it, it's all good If you wanna get under it then I guess I can with it
Before I got on this beat, it made out a list And these boys, I granted death wish Legendary lay-up with the right-left switch time, hand glide, stir fried, chanky-eyed, Shanghai
Candy rain, drizzle frame, I '87 Corvette ZR1 to the softened Put 'em in the bitch, all gassed up She drinkin' from the pump, that's all bad
Tryin' to pass, around and crashed all flip, fools tryin' to make it last Emotional luggage, nothin' of it, I check bags I carry on, leave that bullshit in the past
Rose, Sean Don, O.J. in my glass Mimosa, program, bow ties curriculum Doors open like a pendulum Rockin' my jet set
Foolish, the serve like Wimbledon, cinnamon The car I'm sittin' in, calm my bad nerves I call her my Ritalin, just Not pillin', element twistin'
From the herb the fire and the wind I'm livin' Not pillin', just element From the herb the fire and the wind I'm livin' From the herb the fire and the wind I'm livin', yeah