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