(I'm shy, oh my God) Ha. Yeah, yeah!
Niggas wanna be my kin, pussy, you not my folks, uh
Ridin' 'round town in a Benz, put that bitch on spokes
Spent eight mil' on a crib, bought that bitch with a moat
(I'm shy, oh my God) Ha. Yeah, yeah!
Niggas wanna be my kin, pussy, you not my folks, uh
Ridin' 'round town in a Benz, put that bitch on spokes
Spent eight mil' on a crib, bought that bitch with a moat
Bitch, I just got rich, let's have a goddamn toast
Step on a nigga in Ricks, got on a cranberry coat
Yeah, it's just me and my ho, snake eyes, bitch, like a G.I. Joe
Baby, sit back, just smoke my dope, go get your brother, I heard that he croak
Put that on your mother, I know y'all hoes, still gotta stick to the code
Boy, I get in that mode, don't play with me, boy, this shit ain't for show
Eighty-eight keys, no piano, gotta get it how you live, that's my MO
Yeah, she want the whole thing, not the demo
Pull in through a tunnel in my Maybach limo
Yeah, she want double trouble, that's akimbo
Whip her head back and forth, not no Willow
Get that nigga out that horse, feel like Django
Sendin' shots everywhere, I feel like Rambo
Call of Duty, bitch, pull up with commandos
I might buy a yacht, feel like Jack Sparrow
Posted in the field like a damn scarecrow
And my brother sellin' white like some ashy elbows
Shawty, what's your name? Put you in Chanel, ho
I ain't even at the beach, but I could send some shells, ho
Gotta get the all-black Ricks, shell toes
Keep all of that gangster shit up off the cell phone
My brother in the hole, we can't talk off the jail phone
With my brothers in the streets, man, I feel like Elmo
Sending all the shots and I got all the ammo
Got this shit lit like a damn candle
Pop a nigga's top like a damn canned good
Chrome Heart shades look like some Ray-Bans, yeah
Red car, red bag, feel like Santa
Red bandana, here to fuck your plans up
What's up in your head? You want some smoke, some cancer?
Pussy, get your bands up, codeine in the Fanta
Put them poles on you niggas, turn you into dancers
Yeah, AK-47 with a damn banana, uh
Turn a pussy block into a damn bonanza
I got white like Hannah, proud of me like Tana
They got pigs at they crib like they in Alabama
Sippin' 1942 mixed with Tropicana
Pour a four, skadoosh, Kung Fu Panda
With the gangsters and the robbers chilling in Atlanta
Feds hit the trap, throw the codeine in the blammer
I'm on Magnolia, cops puttin' me in handcuffs
[Outro]
800 gang
1400 (Bah)
Big 14 (Bah), know what the fuck going on (Bah)
Gang (Bah), gang
(I'm shy, oh my God)
(Sramežljiv sam, o moj bože) ha. Da da!
Crnje žele biti moja rod, maca, ti nisi moji ljudi, uh
Ridin 'Okrugli grad u benzu, stavite tu kuju na žbice
Proveo osam mil 'na krevetiću, kupio kuju s jarkom
Kučko, upravo sam se obogatio, hajde da pohađamo tost
Korak na crnju u Ricku, našao se na kaputu od brusnica
Da, to smo samo ja i moje HO, zmijske oči, kučko, poput G.I. Joe
Dušo, sjedi, samo puši moju drogu, idi brate, čuo sam da on kroji
Stavite to na svoju majku, znam da vas sve i dalje morate pridržavati koda
Dečko, ulazim u taj način, ne igraj se sa mnom, dečko, ovo sranje nije za show
Osamdeset i osam ključeva, bez klavira, moraš dobiti kako živiš, to je moj MO
Da, ona želi cijelu stvar, a ne demonstraciju
Provucite se kroz tunel u mojoj limuzini Maybach
Da, ona želi dvostruke probleme, to je Akimbo
Udariti joj glavu naprijed -natrag, a ne vrba
Izvadite taj crnja s tog konja, osjećajte se kao Django
SEDIN 'SHOTS SVIJEGA, osjećam se kao Rambo
Call of Duty, kuja, povucite se s komandosima
Mogao bih kupiti jahtu, osjećati se kao Jack Sparrow
Objavljeno na terenu kao prokleto strašilo
A moj brat prodaje bijelo poput nekih pepeljastih laktova
Shawty, kako se zoveš? Stavi te u Chanel, ho
Nisam ni na plaži, ali mogao bih poslati neke školjke, ho
Moram dobiti potpuno crne rike, nožnih prstiju
Držite sve to gangstersko sranje s mobitela
Moj brat u rupi, ne možemo razgovarati s zatvorskog telefona
S braćom na ulicama, čovječe, osjećam se kao Elmo
Šaljem sve snimke i dobio sam svu streljivo
Dobio sam ovo sranje poput proklete svijeće
Pop a crnje je vrh kao prokleto konzervirano dobro
Kromirane nijanse srca izgledaju poput nekih ray-bana, da
Crveni automobil, crvena torba, osjećajte se kao Djed Mraz
Crvena bandana, ovdje da pojebem svoje planove
Što ti ima u glavi? Želite malo dima, malo raka?
Maca, podignite svoje bendove, Codein u fanta
Stavite ih stupovima na svoje crnje, pretvorite vas u plesače
Da, AK-47 s prokletom bananom, uh
Pretvorite blok maca u prokletu bonanzu
Dobila sam bijelu poput Hannah, ponosna na mene poput Tana
Dobili su svinje na krevetiću kao u Alabami
Sippin '1942 pomiješan s Tropicana
Ulijte četvero, Skadoosh, kung fu Panda
S gangsterima i pljačkašima koji se hlade u Atlanti
Federi su udarili u zamku, bacili kodein u krivicu
Ja sam na Magnoliji, policajci me stavljaju u lisice
[Outro]
800 banda
1400 (BAH)
Veliki 14 (BAH), znajte što se događa (BAH)
Gang (BAH), banda
(Sramežljiv sam, o moj bože)