( IM TIRED OF THESE N***AS THINKIN THEY CAN FUCK WITH ME )
Uh uh uh
I’m back in the crowd with the savages
I pour up a 4 of the actavis
Just came from LA & I talked to the plug & he said he gone send me them packages
The shit that I got you imagine it
These n***as be shooting on accident
I see it I want it i’m grabbin it
Uh
I told that bitch put your back in it uh
I got the bag with the racks in it uh
Flip it I doubled then added it uh
Iverson don’t got to practice it uh

I told that bitch put your back in it uh
I got the bag with the racks in it uh
Flip it I doubled then added it uh
Iverson don’t got to practice it uh
Whoaaaaa
I’m outter space like a astronaut
Them young n***as ain’t never had a lot
I might turn that shit into babylon
Them 2-2-3s go thru your door
That glocky wherever I go
My young n***as skin like a zoe
Them young n***as back on the road
Uh
I just hopped out the plane with a beam
Yeah I ball like my name was kareem
Damn this bitch got a stain on my jeans
I was just on the train with the fiends
Yeah I swear a lot of shit ain’t what it seem
Brand new Glock and I painted it green
Might slide on your block just for playing with me
Uh

I told that bitch put your back in it uh
I got the bag with the racks in it uh
Flip it I doubled then added it uh
Iverson don’t got to practice it uh
Uh

I told that bitch put your back in it uh
I got the bag with the racks in it uh
Flip it I doubled then added it uh
Iverson don’t got to practice it uh

Whoaaaaa

I shoot my shot and i’m scoring it
Hopped in the mazi i’m flooring it
I’m all on your block i’m extorting it
I’m spinning the block in a foreign
Oh yeah that 223 michael jordan
This chanay nay no you can’t afford it
Yeah I seen it I like it I brought it
Designer Designer
I walk around in designer
I swim around with piranhas
Yeah them shells make him hot like a sauna
Hit a lick in some dolce gabannas
Spin the bin with my seat on recliner
Ima run up a bag for my mama
On the ave bitch I feel like obama
I just might 12 o clock on a kawasaki
I just might pop a perc I ain’t poppin molly’s
Pop a n***a if he feeling out his body
Drop a bomb on that bitch like i’m kamikaze
I can’t stop till I get in that new bugatti
That young n***a so icey he playing hockey
Oh yeah I got that chicken like teriyaki
& I chop up that work like I do karate
I told that bitch put your back in it uh
I got the bag with the racks in it uh
Flip it I doubled then added it uh
Iverson don’t got to practice it uh

I told that bitch put your back in it uh
I got the bag with the racks in it uh
Flip it I doubled then added it uh
Iverson don’t got to practice it uh

I’m back in the crowd with the savages
I pour up a 4 of the actavis
Just came from LA & I talked to the plug & he said he gone send me them packages
The shit that I got you imagine it
These n***as be shooting on accident
I see it I want it i’m grabbin it
Uh whoaaaaa