(Jesus) Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, hell Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah,
Froze over, when you thought you hold Yoda With flows older than the first sold soda Grow more for my bros rojo soldiers cincos are at it again, blow doja I am like Mike, back in the day My rhyming's iron height, defiant Try and bite, like a razor in a apple A taser and a tackle By a neighbor with the shackles a man he's gaffled I get angry, I sip bombs (chea!) on your lawn I was brought up Muslim and I been Chrislam (Chea!) not a thing so I place this John In your chicks Give her something to kiss on I spit one to her lip balm (Chea!) I've been since Reagan in politics it then got a big wallet where all of my dollars sit To the wall is split, then I sick the casa, your 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 they all gum bumpin' So I tell them all to put on somethin' Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put on everything
Yeah, I guess I'm supposed to with that fast flow Woo! I I'm supposed to come with that gas flow But no, I'mma just spit it, get it good you would tell me what I should do I don't know, hit the Uh, yeah, feel like I been here Maybe I have but I can't fuck it Hit 'em with a semiautomatic, watch 'em duck it on lyrical ability Everybody in my vicinity they mind like Kennedy I got no love for the enemy, somebody tell me the I'm like what's good, been Tell me what's on mind, rewind this shit My is beyond this shit I put that on everything, I'm being honest, shit So what's up, up Tech I'm sorry for the up but I been on the road Should have had this verse to your ass a time ago When I put that on everything, I ain't had a to myself But I been like I ain't finna see tomorrow 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 four walls for some
say I'm the best at what I do After me 5, 4, 3, and 2 Sometime I think all gum bumpin' So I tell all to put that on somethin' Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put that on
Sriracha, the flavor We gotcha, even haters us These choppers invade the then blocker Disintegrating chakra eager to off ya You can bet that we doin' it When I put the in a fully with a hoodie Ain't nobody gonna us, nobody gon' top us We leave 'em no option, leave 'em with no conscience Leave 'em with no oxygen, 'em with no problem And even though I see what they watchin' TV a DVD, I can repeat When I see these street Easy if it be then I just eat beats And I'm Eazy-E, I eat meat like I'm EBT Credit Card Max, bend the back Fuck your hoe, get brain and all Run in your house and your whore back Sever face and dead the doormat Who got the keys to the rented Can't catch me, I'm the man in all I a nice chap since Catman on crack Fuck that, I been nice way before Can't that, you can try though But you gon' end up next to I'm that pen that wrote the I'm on skin like vitiligo Sing for the moment, I hit the high Someone let Elton John know Tell the lieutenant I'm Camacho With a priest and the Pentecostal Why you niggas wiggidy wack, gettidy get in the back a umbilical patch, jump in the middle of the track None of y'all niggas can act so niggas are packed Come and get it again, fuckin' a in the whip Give me your moment to fall, I'm fit in the car I can do better yours, I can be ready to brawl 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 at what 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