Kid Classic

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Ridin' 'round the city with a brand new whip (Skrt)

Holy Ghost filled, got the brand new drip (Let's go)

Sack on the play, Ray Lewis with the hit (Grrr)

Covered in the blood, church boy with the stick (What?)

Stick (Woo), stick (Woah), stick (Woo)

Stick (Woah), stick (Woo), stick (Woah), stick (Woo), stick

Turn me up, get me lit (Grra), young boy looking fresh like a lick

Whole team run it up with the clique (Yeah)

Last lap better pass me the stick

Stick (Woo, woo), stick (Yeah), stick (Grra)

Stick, stick (Yeah), stick, stick (Woo), stick

I be walkin' 'round town with the stick (Yeah)

Real fresh like you just bit a mint (Grra)

On the block, told 'em put down the brick (Yeah)

They don't know none else hit licks

They said trappin' ain't dead (Yeah), gotta get they family fed (Yeah)

Uncle used to move weight, where he at? Now he dead (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I call you professional capper (Woo)

Need a Grammy for best internet rapper (Brrt)

Turn the beat up, do my dance, this a slapper (Yeah)

Really outside know some boys that'll clap ya

Let it bang, it come back like boomerang (Yeah)

You a killer on ya records, in your courtroom, you gon' sing, ah

Ridin' 'round the city with a brand new whip (Skrt)

Holy Ghost filled, got the brand new drip (Let's go)

Sack on the play, Ray Lewis with the hit (Grr)

Covered in the blood, church boy with the stick (What?)

Stick (Woo), stick (Woah), stick (Woo)

Stick (Woah), stick (Woo), stick (Woah), stick (Woo), stick

Ayy-ayy, ayy, stick, yeah, stick, yeah, we lit (Ayy-ayy)

Ridin' through the city looking like Rafiki

Crew walkin' 'round with the stick (Do-do-do)

Money gettin' low lookin' like a dashiki

Down wit' my dawgs like pets (Do-do-do)

50 round, 100 round, yeah, you better run around

Dogs gon' sit like Midge

Yeah, I'm big as it gets

Ain't no hitter, you miss (No hitter, you miss)

Ain't no bargainin' (Bargainin')

You can't come hard as this (Can't come as hard as this)

On God you state my dawgs been eatin'

Can't touch this plate, you participate

Until you fate, we see you slate

We play, we Memphis, no complaints

Ridin' 'round the city with a brand new whip (Skrt)

Holy Ghost filled, got the brand new drip (Let's go, ayy)

Sack on the play, Ray Lewis with the hit (Grr)

Covered in the blood, church boy with the stick (What?)

Stick (Woo), stick (Woah), stick (Woo)

Stick (Woah), stick (Woo), stick (Woah), stick (Woo), stick

Turn me up, get me lit (Grra), young boy looking fresh like a lick

Whole team run it up with the clique (Yeah)

Last lap better pass me the stick

Stick (Woo, woo), stick (Yeah), stick (Grra)

Stick, stick (Yeah), stick, stick (Woo), stick (MainMain)

On my block, that's a place you don't wanna go

Man, my dad sold more gas than the corner store

MainMain preached in the streets,

Yeah, I give 'em hope (I give 'em hope)

You can't sell 'em no dreams, 'cause they sellin' dope (No)

I go dumb, I go foolish like Shawty Lo (Shawty Lo)

Jesus turned two fish to Pappadeaux

Watch me shine in the field like I'm Julio

Got the stick, it ain't tucked for who want it, though, yeah

Yeah