(Jesus) Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah,
Froze over, when you thought you hold Yoda With flows older the first sold cold soda more for my bros those rojo soldiers Them cincos are at it again, doja I am like Mike, back in the day My iron height, defiant flight Try and bite, a razor in a candy apple A taser and a jammy By a neighbor with the family Laboring a man he's I get angry, I sip bombs (chea!) on your rich I was up Muslim and Christian I studying Chrislam (Chea!) That's not a so I place this John In your palm Give her something to kiss on I spit one to her lip balm (Chea!) I've rhyming since Reagan in politics it then got a big wallet where all of my dollars sit To the wall is split, then I gotta sick the casa, god exists a lot of chicks holler "Mr. Chopper you're hot as shit"
They say I'm the best at I do After me 5, 4, 3, and 2 Sometime I think they all gum So I them all to put that on somethin' Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put that on
Yeah, I I'm supposed to come with that fast flow Woo! I guess I'm supposed to come with gas flow But no, just spit it, I'mma get it good Wish you would tell me what I do I know, hit the door Uh, yeah, feel I been here before Maybe I but I can't fuck with it Hit 'em with a semiautomatic, watch 'em duck it on lyrical ability Everybody in my vicinity blowing they mind Kennedy I got no love for the enemy, somebody tell me the I'm what's good, been fine Tell me what's on your mind, rewind this My message is this shit I put on everything, I'm just being honest, shit So up, hold up Tech I'm sorry for the up but I been on the road Should have had this to your ass a long time ago When I put that on everything, I ain't had a minute to But I been living like I ain't finna see I focused on no wealth I been living good, I been fine the Sriracha, I put that shit on all of mine Busting like combined with a terrorist's mind That's been confined in walls for some time
say I'm the best at what I do After me 5, 4, 3, and 2 I think they all gum bumpin' So I them all to put that on somethin' Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put that on
Sriracha, the popper We gotcha, even jock us These choppers invade the then blocker Disintegrating chakra eager to off ya You can bet that we it proper When I put the in a fully with a hoodie Ain't gonna stop us, nobody gon' top us We leave 'em with no option, leave 'em with no Leave 'em with no oxygen, leave 'em no problem And though I could see what they watchin' TV with a DVD, I can I see these street shockin' Easy if it be then I just eat beats And I'm Eazy-E, I eat meat I'm EBT shopping Credit Card Max, the bars back Fuck hoe, get brain and all that Run in your house and bring your whore Sever your face and dead the Who got the keys to the Corvette Can't catch me, I'm the man in all I been a nice chap since on crack Fuck that, I been nice way before Can't that, you can try though But you end up next to Dido I'm that pen that wrote the I'm on your skin vitiligo Sing for the moment, I hit the high Someone please let Elton John Tell the lieutenant I'm Hect With a Catholic priest and the Why you niggas wiggidy wiggidy wack, get in the back With a umbilical patch, jump in the of the track None of y'all niggas can act so y'all are packed Come and get it again, fuckin' a in the whip Give me your to fall, I'm gonna fit in the car I can do better than yours, I can be ready to I can be and all, nobody want to be hard Better be ready for war, tell me who ready for
They say I'm the best at I do me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2 Sometime I think they all gum So I tell all to put that on somethin' Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put on everything