Cut them off, a life of misery never right, but I belong to be
All alone at night, but you gotta hang on hang on, hang on, gotta hang on
And you know we one of one, the way we runnin' through these doors
Every crib that wrote us off, we kickin' holes up in your walls
And I'm always, always gone, always thinkin' somethin' dumb
But my pistol Maliwan, better put your hands up
Yeah, yeah, better put your hands up
Rollin' off the anger, always in some danger
While I'm off Topanga, yeah
Bang my line, or don't, calm my mind
Always in my head sometimes, overthinkin' actin' stranger
All alone my life, you would think I'm wastin' time
You should bring your friends sometime
We'll kill em' one by one like Frieza, yeah
But follow the Moon
Talkin' to old thangs like grabbin' the noose
Livin' my old ways like nothin' to lose, yeah
Make me your home page like all of them do
Like all of them do
And you know we one of one, the way we runnin' through these doors
Every crib that wrote us off, we kickin' holes up in your walls
And I'm always, always gone, always thinkin' somethin' dumb
But my pistol Maliwan, better put your hands up
Yeah, yeah, better put your hands up
Rollin' off the anger, always in some danger
While I'm off Topanga, yeah
Better not panic, pass it off like Manning
How we so outlandish, not one for romantics, yeah
Call Atlantic, say we doin' damage
Why would she un-add me?
That bitch drive a Camry, yeah
Yeah
(I have nothing against Camrys btw)