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