[Intro]
It's Hokatiwi

[Verse]
Glock by me 24/7, I don't do no boxing
Every pair of buffies straight from Hutch, we ain't [?] shopping
You ain't thinking with that muh'fucker, we'll shoot yo' noggin
Mike Amiri's sagging off my ass, we don't do no Robin's
Unc' play with 'bows like he Robin Hood
Lil' brodie masked up with Glock, tryna rob the hood
All gang and them like to blow is exotic woods
Two hundred on some linguine, boy, this pasta good
Boy, you know the steak bites stuffed in it
And it be with them Great Whites up in it?
Spaceship AMG, but I can't fly up in it
Gang gang, boy, if they ain't mine, fuck n***as
In the lab so much, Lando call me Dexter now
Ever since I got a lil' money, I get extra wild
Sprite too muddy, I think gang need an extra pop
You must got some butter fingers, you don't ever catch the opps
Foam Runners on, I ain't Croc steppin'
I don't knuckle up, bitch, I got weapons
Why do you got feet if you not steppin'?
He a certified wig splitter, brodie pop melons
Only care about my bank account, not no GPA
Bro don't give a fuck, living life like it's GTA
Keep a toaster on me, catch a opp, they get easy baked
Stay up in her throat, ask your bitch how this wee-wee taste
No cap, boy, this rap shit be effortless
Thousand on a kicks, Fendi tee cost an extra six
Play with credit card information, I don't mess with bricks
VVS's and the yellow-gold, boy, my neck is pissed
You be worried 'bout some tea, bitch, I sip Essentia
When old hoes double back, bitch, I get dementia
Being broke a disease, I can't get the symptoms (Huh, nah, for real though)
Ask Loose Cannon, I be in there every week trippin'
Every shot in 2022, I just keep swishin'
Begging for that dough, we gon' fuck around a deep dish him
Can't walk up in my shoes, you can't afford to put your feet in 'em
Pop him with a 308, he thinkin' that a tree hit him
Did the limousine, ten buffies, I can't see in it
Fire 201s, everything I want be free with 'em
Scat Packs buzzing 'round the city, we like bees in 'em
Mike Amiri's skinny than a bitch, I had to squeeze in 'em
ShittyBoyz made it when nobody ain't believe in 'em
Two chains, I think BabyTron finna freeze in 'em
Brodie sayin' he ain't himself unless he got some lean in him
Denim healthy than a motherfucker, all this green in 'em
Buddy think he tough, let's see you talkin' when that beam hit him
Ballin' in his buffies, brodie looking like Kareem in 'em
They ain't bringing nothing to the table, I can't eat with 'em
[Outro]
Whew, yeah
ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia, that's on every song
Huh, what up, Hokatiwi?
Whew, bitch, yeah