Black Walt told me if you bonafide banga you gotta start with a ass kick and a snare (yea) Add some dope ass music and a hard MC and you got
[Verse 1: Tech Every night, it like we celebrating birthdays (hoooooo!) Cause on planet Earth pays Smelling like (chaa) or is it Versace? You got me from popping this oxys and shots of saki, copy (chaa) All you in here, I am sharing wood (chaa) I just, wanna lay between ya and ram into it (chaa) Cause, when it come to women, ya man good I done been inside-a more woman than parent hood (chaa) I got more bottles, than new babys, for youporn ladies I you drink up till you horn crazy and rape me (chaa) im lazy and achey (chaa), wanna get shady and tape me? (chaa) Okay baby lets say we tape me inflating your (chaa) Im just partying I ain't the tool spit (chaa) I tryan have you haters layin below the pool pit (chaa) 40 acres and mule sit, in my garage a cool kit (chaa) eat, drink and be merry mang and me with all that bullshit(?) Aint not telling how and how you'll get
2x] (Hey hey) We and bullshit Booze it floosies (hey hey) And how we do's it Not the we choosing Everybody lose it, to our music
[Verse 2: Big And like, and they like, yup do that thing you do (I am) What you mean? baby gurl I some liquor too Aye, she a picture too, Big Ben she want a picture too Im F-L-Y, so why not? We can a few (fuck yea) Knock the out my frames and start the ruckus (yes) So when I scream through the scene you kno you finna crush it Max out on swagga, not your ordinary But I do my thing extra, like no madness (Gotya) Keep that movement so proper They keep on ya dude cuz I be's all about my dollas On the baddest bitch swaggin through, its not a big Shit I receive more tongue then a double thizz pill Its real, what you say you lose the crew and (e)scape me No need to slow it down you let them suckas pace the speed, dig it? (yep) it, imma party like a trap star and probably get my ass thrown out for going hard Aye, Aye
2x] (Hey hey) We and bullshit it with floosies (hey hey) And that's how we it Not the Biancas we lose it, listenin to our music
[Verse 3: Okay... you said 24 Imma you keep it here I go by the of Shadow
Yo, yo miss me, buy vodka, get pissy Roll with tech n9ne, arms and get grizzly (prrrrraaa) Ever ready, a that flows angelic Story telling and rapping who can't sell it? Should I speed it up? Nah imma it strange My voices told my outer voice to be deranged The devil on my got a devil on his back Who told em everytime I see Biancas give her ass a I need a bumps rock, fresh of sucka duckaz Its a party, im with moafuckas Shadow fly, look at bitches a crooked eye Battle me? I think favorite rapper rather die Who you know could spit a flow clean? My notesbooks to grade, I got so many 16's Please, I got a lot of hard tones, that'll fuck up view with a view like Jones clones, my style is the original Half you wack rappers just opitimize But me? Spittin classic is a I stopped liking rap when the got habitual Im sick of you, the streets turned me to a Im so not Common, but I still see the in you Shit, can't nobody me So Tech, Trav right now and tell him sign me
2x] (Hey hey) We party and Booze it floosies (hey hey) And how we do's it Not the Biancas we Everybody lose it, to our music
Yea... throw ya cups in the air if ya drunk me, yea N9ne, Big Ben, Shadow, X-rated vodka and sprite boy