Its an art, swing your bat like jack clark. Catch me after
dark hittin ritz with no bark. Raise the curtian, night
club dweller straight flirtin, but be up with the roosters
when the birds start chirpin. Show shocker, love sea food
and red lobster. Heart knocker, a tiga blaze the garcia
chopper. With a mouth full of weed and a mind full of
greed, stampedes with no fees with a mouth to feed. Just
walk dont talk if honk without a fader. Leather coat like
Darth Vader, still screamin im a raider. Not a savior,
playa of the F finga banger. Nick named bullet cuz im one
up in the chamber.
hook
45 caliber raps ready to snap. Lying like pinocchio on two
twin tracks.
45 caliber raps ready to snap. Baby wore some jeans that
exposed her gap.
verse 2
Put together better than a Roman Scarlet letter, my dress
code reacts to the mood of the weather. Fish tailin on the
freeway my tickets turn to warrants. Alcohol? my tiga sip?.
Spittin wide eyed? mouth pieces of gip. Sink ships get
chips, check the quality shit. Pinky nail shaped whale on a
path to hell, that how it feels when your pockets and got
no mail. Clientel, better keep em cuz i picks em up. One
minute you the nigga now a bump in the trunk.
verse 3
Mind gone Al Capone on a snith. Smellin like Ck one on the
bitch. Day dreams of being drug free and having a wife,
gets between my bread makin and my hustlin life. Nigga 45
caliber raps ready to snap. Lying like pinocchio on two
twin tracks. We put in work, my nickel defense stays alert,
All Star Chucks squeakin up the turf. Nigga banned from
the spot like vanilla ice cream, wishin nightmares and i
tell you nice dreams. Stay in persuit, my whole world
revolves around loot. Drinkin coconut juice, wearin Kenneth
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