Shh, shh, sheesh
Ayy, ayy, ayy, all these pancake ass niggas, weird ass niggas, man
What are all these niggas talkin' 'bout? (Ice cream-ass)
Ice cream-ass niggas
Ayy (ayy, sheesh)
I keep a rocket in my pocket, socket called a pocket rocket
If it's war, we ain't playin' games, bitch, we get it started
I'm the man, clip it keep a hundred, nigga, I'm a gunner
When it's beef, we ain't playin' games, we hit you and yo' mama
Know that choppa, that's that oppa stoppa, hit you and your pops
I fell in love with all this f*ckin' money, you in love with drama
Say-say baby, I'm not Sosa baby, but I keep a llama
Gonna pull up in a new i8, you ridin' in a Honda
Ayy, all these tattoos on my f*ckin' body, she say I'm a hottie
Why your girlfriend always wanna f*ck me, wanna touch my body?
We got all type of f*ckin' guns, might even have a Tommy
I remember them days in the jail, still free my nigga Ryan
And free Chris though, 'member we was bouncin' out with .44's
A nigga keep it silent, in L.A. I keep a clip though
'Cause no, I can't be lackin' in these streets, I keep a big pole (ayy)
And I can't have no nigga with me if they gon' snitch on us (snitch on us)
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Shh, shh, sheesh
Ayy, ayy, ayy, all these pancake ass niggas, weird ass niggas, man
What are all these niggas talkin' 'bout? (Ice cream-ass)
Ice cream-ass niggas
Ayy (ayy, sheesh)
I keep a rocket in my pocket, socket called a pocket rocket
If it's war, we ain't playin' games, bitch, we get it started
I'm the man, clip it keep a hundred, nigga, I'm a gunner
When it's beef, we ain't playin' games, we hit you and yo' mama
Know that choppa, that's that oppa stoppa, hit you and your pops
I fell in love with all this f*ckin' money, you in love with drama
Say-say baby, I'm not Sosa baby, but I keep a llama
Gonna pull up in a new i8, you ridin' in a Honda
Ayy, all these tattoos on my f*ckin' body, she say I'm a hottie
Why your girlfriend always wanna f*ck me, wanna touch my body?
We got all type of f*ckin' guns, might even have a Tommy
I remember them days in the jail, still free my nigga Ryan
And free Chris though, 'member we was bouncin' out with .44's
A nigga keep it silent, in L.A. I keep a clip though
'Cause no, I can't be lackin' in these streets, I keep a big pole (ayy)
And I can't have no nigga with me if they gon' snitch on us (snitch on us)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, all these pancake ass niggas, weird ass niggas, man
What are all these niggas talkin' 'bout? (Ice cream-ass)
Ice cream-ass niggas
Ayy (ayy, sheesh)
I keep a rocket in my pocket, socket called a pocket rocket
If it's war, we ain't playin' games, bitch, we get it started
I'm the man, clip it keep a hundred, nigga, I'm a gunner
When it's beef, we ain't playin' games, we hit you and yo' mama
Know that choppa, that's that oppa stoppa, hit you and your pops
I fell in love with all this f*ckin' money, you in love with drama
Say-say baby, I'm not Sosa baby, but I keep a llama
Gonna pull up in a new i8, you ridin' in a Honda
Ayy, all these tattoos on my f*ckin' body, she say I'm a hottie
Why your girlfriend always wanna f*ck me, wanna touch my body?
We got all type of f*ckin' guns, might even have a Tommy
I remember them days in the jail, still free my nigga Ryan
And free Chris though, 'member we was bouncin' out with .44's
A nigga keep it silent, in L.A. I keep a clip though
'Cause no, I can't be lackin' in these streets, I keep a big pole (ayy)
And I can't have no nigga with me if they gon' snitch on us (snitch on us)
Writer: Nicholas Simmons, Woodench Aschton Theogene
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Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC