Big bands, I be poppin' I up this pistol then I cock it, I pop it I talk all shit 'cause I'm bout it You want I got Criscos, we can get it poppin' Call me Milonakis All I get is bags, all I get is Smoking big of that funky I pull up, get that money I'm bouncin'
I up hop out, I don't pop out I got the out, it's hot out, I got Glocks out I up this forty Mayweather, a damn knock out I ain't make it in school, So was a drop out Something something something, I now I was thinking about the guap put my guap out I'm Sosa Ray Charles, you can still get knocked It's a parade here, all you see is shells I dress myself, I don't need a stylist I got my pistol just in the violence I my chopper gay, I pulled him out the closet I call my Ye' 'cause he half went to college I call my eagle "Desert Storm "cause we be warrin' I my Mac wanna be a rapper, we be touring Like Kobe, Shaq, D.Rose and Butler, we be If you talking some millions, we be on it ay
Big bands, I be poppin' I up this pistol then I cock it, I pop it I talk all this shit 'cause I'm it You want I got Criscos, we can get it poppin' me bag-head Milonakis All I get is bags, all I get is big Backwoods of that funky I up, get that money then I'm bouncin'
I pull up, get check then I'm in to win I got two Glock forties, them be twins Don't wanna your bitch, she got a shitty wig Shot out the thirty, we got twenty-six up swagging, know you seeing this Bitch came to my crib, you know she this She can't have her phone, hoes be leaking I'm an anti-ass nigga, I don't for shit Chief so got over totin' I got a HK caliber, Da I wasn't good in science but I knew my I'm ballin', ring ring, tell your stop callin'
Big bands, I be poppin' I up this fucking pistol then I it, I pop it I talk all this shit I'm bout it You beef? I got Criscos, we can get it poppin' Call me Milonakis All I get is bags, all I get is big Backwoods of that funky I pull up, get that then I'm bouncin'