[Verse 1]Uh, In the kitchen goin ham againFuckin with dem birds like Cam and demIll tell you whats the word when the tan is inWe dem niggas on the curb with dem hammers andWhole brick throw it on a triple beamIt get hectic we gon stretch it like a limousineAint no question if I touch it then its Mr.CleanI be reppin in yo section me my nigga KeemGhost boys, in a ghost niggaI burn bread I aint talkin toast niggaWhole team of killers, Im the coach niggaPresidential on my wrist, now take ya votes niggaRookie of the year, cookies in the rearI got some bad bitches thatll get it thereIf you dont wanna get it we gon send em thereIf its heavy then Omelly comin in a LearBricksquad, like Waka and demIf its gucci like D.Howard get a block for demI dont touch I just leave it up to Tock and demMeek Mill started wasnt chopper we was poppin den[Hook]Lean wit it, rock wit itThrow some bake up in the pot wit itMicrowave or we gon we gon pop whip itWhen it get right we drop that ice and make it lock wit itI tell em lean wit it, rock wit itThrow some bake up in the pot wit itMicrowave or we gon we gon pop whip itWhen it get right we drop that ice and make it lock wit it, Ughh![Verse 2]I made a million off a mixtapeNigga get ya shit straightIm sellin that raw shit, you sellin that whip weightCookin up a whole bird until I make my wrist acheWhen I pulled up to the club you shouldve seen ya bitch face, Ughh!Fitfy cash in my pocketNigga, I got the stash in my pocketIm blowin money fast in my pocketSaid its lookin like I got Nicki ass in my pocketTalkin Ass Ass Ass Ass, all I get is cash cashClub lit my last tag, couldve bought a fast JagThe way these bitches wavin at me, you would think a cab passedWondered why u hatin on me, nigga wit cho mad assRollie on me cost a whole brickKillers with me aint go no picsThese groupie bitches aint got no senseSo we make a movie on dem bitches no script[Hook][Verse 3]Thirty-six treat it like a dirty bitchCuz I hit it and then send it to the other stripCall me anything dont call me by my governmentCuz when Im out chea in the jungle we be sellin bricksHalf these niggas in my hood be on some tellin shitWe be on some if you snitchin crack ya melon shitIf I aint rockin with the Smith its Parabellum shitPapi bring em on the boat they know we sellin shitLean wit it, rock wit itPosted Mac. 11 in the lot wit itSeven fifty gettin busy wit a box in itSo when they pull us over they dont find dem Glocks in it[Hook]
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