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