(Jesus) Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, hell Yeah, yeah,
over, when you thought you could hold Yoda With flows than the first sold cold soda Grow more for my those rojo soldiers Them are at it again, blow doja I am like Iron Mike, in the day My rhyming's iron height, defiant Try and bite, a razor in a candy apple A taser and a jammy By a neighbor with the family Laboring a man gaffled I get angry, I sip bombs (chea!) on rich lawn I was up Muslim and Christian I been studying (Chea!) not a thing so I place this John In chicks palm her something beautiful to kiss on 'Till I one to her lip balm (Chea!) been rhyming since Reagan in politics Polished it got a big wallet where all of my dollars sit To the wall is split, then I gotta sick the casa, god exists 'Cause a lot of chicks holler "Mr. you're hot as shit"
They say I'm the best at I do me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2 Sometime I they all gum bumpin' So I tell them all to put that on Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put that on
Yeah, I guess I'm supposed to come with fast flow Woo! I guess I'm supposed to with that gas flow But no, I'mma just spit it, get it good Wish you would tell me what I do I don't know, hit the Uh, yeah, feel like I been before Maybe I have but I can't fuck it Hit 'em with a semiautomatic, watch 'em with it Speaking on ability Everybody in my vicinity blowing they like Kennedy I got no love for the enemy, tell me the remedy I'm like good, been fine Tell me what's on your mind, this shit My message is beyond this I put that on everything, I'm just honest, shit So what's up, 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 had a minute to myself But I been living I ain't finna see tomorrow I ain't on no wealth I been 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 After me 5, 4, 3, and 2 Sometime I they all gum bumpin' So I them all to put that on somethin' Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put that on
Sriracha, the flavor We gotcha, haters jock us These choppers invade the knockers blocker Disintegrating every chakra to off ya You can bet that we it proper I put the bullets in a fully with a hoodie Ain't nobody gonna us, nobody gon' top us We leave 'em with no option, leave 'em no conscience Leave 'em with no oxygen, 'em with no problem And even I could see what they watchin' TV a DVD, I can repeat I see these street shockin' Easy if it need be then I eat beats And I'm Eazy-E, I eat meat like I'm EBT Credit Card Max, bend the bars Fuck your hoe, get and all that Run in your house and bring your whore Sever face and dead the doormat Who got the keys to the rented Can't catch me, I'm the man in all I been a chap since Catman on crack Fuck that, I nice way before that Can't ignore that, you can try But you gon' end up to Dido I'm that pen that the Bible I'm on skin like vitiligo for the moment, I hit the high note Someone let Elton John know the lieutenant I'm Hect Camacho With a Catholic and the Pentecostal Why you wiggidy 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 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 than yours, I can be ready to brawl I can be shattered and all, nobody want to be Better be ready for war, me who ready for more
They say I'm the at what 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 that on Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put on everything