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

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

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

blue, souls D's, White 11, '96
No retro card came with
Same year, my Impala with the shift
door suicide, muscle car, chauffeured

Shawty body chocolate, Russel
Brung weed her whenever I invite her over
sweater, Teddy belt hangin' off her shoulder
No over 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 from it, it's all good
If you wanna get under it then I guess I can fuck it

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

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

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

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

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

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