Run up on me, get touched by the homie, suckers looking funny cause this n***a don't know me
Lil' Dewey know that I got the thang on me, fuck in the car, lil' n***a got it on me
Got it on me, what you tryna spend, got the whole thang on me
You ain't gotta meet me nowhere, I got it on me
Whole thang, half thang, quarter thang, got it on me
Nothing but a G thang on me, that's a body on me
Reppin' this Westlake Park back from his death
Bitch, I'm from Oakland, we don't smoke stress
Gas bag, powder slab, slime, no boarding pass
Toe chaotic, gotta throw me a Georgia Pass
Shushin' around with this hammer on my fuckin' lap
4 pimp Steve, make my bitch do a fuckin' lap
Soon as I touch in the H, where the tussin' at
Raise up the K to your face, then put it back
Raise up the K to your face, then put it back
Girls in my face, fuck n***a, what you lookin' at
I just left the Jets where my big homie cookin' crack
Fake with the brunt, I'll let you know where the cookie at
Give me my n***a, baby, let me know where his chicken at
Run up on me, get touched by the homie
Suckers lookin' funny, cause this n***a don't know me
Lil' Dewey know that I got the thang on me
Fuck in the car, lil' n***a, got it on me
Got it on me
What you tryna spend? Got the whole thang on me
You ain't gotta meet me, no way, I got it on me
I got it on me
Hundred thousand dollar, gotta keep this shit on me
Spit that on the 40, gotta keep this shit on me
Shout out to E -40, that's my OG, homie
You broke -ass n****s ain't got no money
Damn right, I keep it on me, pocket rocket in the club
It's the months I got it on me
Got bricks for a dub, but it's remix, homie
When the speaker knock his way, did it all by my lonely
I love my n***a like brothers
I ain't got no homie
You reach up for my chain, you history, homie
You run up on them sticks, you gon' get flipped
It's 94 now, no more quick flips
Run up on me, get touched by the homie
Suckers lookin' funny, cause these n****s don't know me
Lil' Dewey know that I got the thang on me
Fuck in the car, lil' n***a got it on me
Lil' n***a got it on me
Got it on me
What you tryna spend? Got the whole thang on me
You ain't gotta meet me, no way, I got it on me
I got it on me
Buy it on wholesale, sell it on retail
Bust down each bill, wait like dumbbell
Prolly in a Fanta, I'm so screwed in the fuckin' head
Walmart track phone, broke it till my phone dead
Pull a job from my old head
But I don't need a n***a, n***a, I can get my own bread
Bag's on deck, I can get it till you fed it
Discretion on Roxy, pro methadone
Full metal jacket, go straight through a man flip
In the womb, exit womb, n***a
Full metal jacket, go straight through a man flip
Get on it, we don't use hollows
I ain't finna jam a tick
Smack, smack
In the womb, exit womb, n***a
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