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

But she already know before she touch my Chevy
Real nigga, let me it as clear 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, clear vision, memories of paid
Confined to a runway, thunderstorms came
But look what it to, somethin' that amazes you
Soon as you hatin' and hear what I gotta say to you

Baby blue, D's, White 11, '96
No retro card with this
Same year, my Impala with the shift
Four door suicide, car, chauffeured

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

Walkin' 'round my house, say she fuck everywhere
That's cool, baby, but I got that pool table
We ain't gotta stay 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 bucket
And these boys, I granted this death
Legendary lay-up Jordan with the right-left
Hang time, hand glide, stir fried, chanky-eyed,

Candy rain, frame, I ride '87
ZR1 to the T-top softened
Put 'em in the bitch, all gassed up
She drinkin' from the pump, that's all bad

Tryin' to pass, fucked and crashed
Bitches all flip, fools tryin' to it last
Emotional luggage, nothin' of it, I check bags
I just carry on, leave that bullshit in the

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 Wimbledon, interior cinnamon
The car that I'm sittin' in, calm my bad
I her my Ritalin, just kiddin'
Not pillin', element twistin'

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