(Jesus) Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, hell Yeah, yeah, hell Yeah, yeah,
Froze over, when you thought you could hold With older than the first sold cold soda Grow for my bros those rojo soldiers Them cincos are at it again, doja I am Iron Mike, back in the day My rhyming's iron height, flight Try and bite, like a razor in a apple A taser and a jammy By a neighbor the family shackles Laboring a man gaffled I get angry, I sip bombs (chea!) on your rich I was up Muslim and Christian I been studying (Chea!) not a thing so I place this John In your palm Give her something to kiss on I spit one to her lip balm (Chea!) I've been rhyming since in politics Polished it got a big wallet where all of my dollars sit To the wall is split, I gotta sick the casa, your god exists 'Cause a lot of chicks holler "Mr. Chopper hot as shit"
say I'm the best 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 that on Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put that on
Yeah, I I'm supposed to come with that fast flow Woo! I guess I'm supposed to come that gas flow But no, I'mma just it, I'mma get it good Wish you would me what I should do I don't know, hit the Uh, yeah, feel like I here before Maybe I have but I can't with it Hit 'em with a semiautomatic, watch 'em duck it Speaking on ability Everybody in my vicinity blowing they mind like I got no for the enemy, somebody tell me the remedy I'm like what's good, been Tell me what's on your mind, rewind shit My message is beyond this I put that on everything, I'm being honest, shit So up, hold up Tech I'm sorry for the hold up but I been on the 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 living I ain't finna see tomorrow I focused on no wealth I living good, I been feeling fine Pass the Sriracha, I put that shit on all of Busting like combined with a terrorist's mind That's been confined in four for some time
They say I'm the best at I do me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2 Sometime I think all gum bumpin' So I tell all to put that on somethin' Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put on everything
Sriracha, the popper We gotcha, even haters us These invade the knockers then blocker every chakra eager to off ya You can bet that we doin' it When I put the bullets in a fully with a Ain't gonna stop us, nobody gon' top us We leave 'em with no option, leave 'em with no Leave 'em with no oxygen, 'em with no problem And even I could see what they watchin' TV with a DVD, I can 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, the bars back your hoe, get brain and all that Run in your house and bring whore back Sever your face and dead the Who got the to the rented Corvette Can't catch me, I'm the man in all I been a nice chap since on crack Fuck that, I been way before that Can't that, you can try though But you gon' end up next to I'm that pen that the Bible I'm on your like vitiligo Sing for the moment, I hit the note Someone please let Elton John the lieutenant I'm Hect Camacho With a Catholic priest and the Why you niggas wiggidy wack, gettidy get in the back With a patch, jump in the middle of the track None of y'all niggas can act so niggas are packed and get it again, fuckin' a bitch 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 shattered and all, nobody to be hard Better be ready for war, tell me who for more
They say I'm the at what I do me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2 Sometime I 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 on everything Sriracha, I put that on