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I'm gettin' hella mail from jail, niggas tellin' me to it
When they get out I'll bring 'round some bitches
Shinobi, how I kick it, "American Ninja" major picture
Flippin' my remote, same way I do ho's

But she already know she touch my Chevy door
nigga, let me make it as clear as my windows
No square shall in the circle of winners
Know I'm prepared for whatever, if you what I been through

Rear-view, clear vision, memories of paid
Confined to a runway, thunderstorms through
But look what it came to, that amazes you
Soon as you quit hatin' and what I gotta say to you

Baby blue, souls D's, 11, '96
No retro card came this
Same year, my Impala the floor shift
Four door suicide, muscle car,

body chocolate, Russel Stover
Brung wit' her whenever I invite her over
Polo sweater, belt hangin' off her shoulder
No care here so we put it in the air

Walkin' 'round my house, say she wanna everywhere
That's cool, baby, but I just got that pool
We ain't gotta stay from it, it's all good
If you wanna get under it I guess I can fuck with it

I got on this beat, it made out a bucket list
And boys, I granted this death wish
Legendary lay-up Jordan with the right-left
Hang time, hand glide, fried, chanky-eyed, Shanghai

rain, drizzle frame, I ride '87
Corvette ZR1 to the T-top
Put 'em in the bitch, all gassed up
She been drinkin' from the pump, all bad

Tryin' to pass, around and crashed
Bitches all flip, fools to make it last
luggage, nothin' of it, I don't check bags
I carry on, leave that bullshit in the past

Half Rose, Don, O.J. in my glass
Mimosa, Testarossa program, bow ties
Doors open like a swingin'
Rockin' my jet set

Foolish, the serve Wimbledon, interior cinnamon
The car that I'm in, calm my bad nerves
I her my Ritalin, just kiddin'
Not pillin', just twistin'

From the come the fire and the wind I'm livin'
Not pillin', just twistin'
From the herb come the and the wind I'm livin'
From the come the fire and the wind I'm livin', yeah