(Ha-ha-ha, Nick, you're stupid)
Uh
We some headshotters
and lead poppers, we let it off
Dreads hotter than damn lava,
can't shake it off
Like math scholars,
bring any problem it's gettin' solved
They love to watch him,
they can't stop him from takin' off
For Speaker Knock' I might pour up
this Wock' if I cough
My demons might slaughter his dog,
then forget what they saw
Got shot in his face, now he drinking
his food through a straw
Can't talk to the jakes, he get baked
if he cool with the law
On the same block, screaming,
"Fuck twelve", he can get whackеd
if he talk
Tell them fuck niggas thеy could
spin back 'cause he keep straps
where he walk
I need a big bag for my thoughts,
my niggas running laps
'round the opps
Screaming, "Get back" but they lost,
he get gift wrapped for the cause, uh
Twin forties like Mary and Kate,
said she love me, she scaring me away
Lil Roc get on him he buried today,
better duck if he cherish his face
I keep my strap on the highway
'cause I heard that lil' one nigga
perished that way
You could get rocked on a Friday
We gon' turn him to Runtz,
he get carried away
We some headshotters
and lead poppers, we let it off
Dreads hotter than damn lava,
can't shake it off
Like math scholars,
bring any problem it's gettin' solved
They love to watch him,
they can't stop him from takin' off
For Speaker Knock' I might pour up
this Wock' if I cough
My demons might slaughter his dog,
then forget what they saw
Got shot in his face, now he drinking
his food through a straw
Can't talk to the jakes, he get baked
if he cool with the law
Like, who got the drop?
Wherever you seen him at is
wherever we leave him at
Lil' bro got Glocks,
he like him a beam attached
whenever he squeezin' that
We got a stick in that bitch
with a- in the back, pull up,
make his team a pack
My nigga might leave him bleedin',
whacked, he say he just blowin'
off steam for Zach
Hop out that van like,
"Bitch, what's up?",
we put his mans in the Tre 5 blunt
I saw your bitch, I would say,
"Hi" but she probably
don't want you to know I fucked
Blick in the clutch,
Washy might hop out the truck,
he aim at his necklace and up
Stick to his gut, we put his mans
in the ground, they wish
they could go dig him up
We some headshotters
and lead poppers, we let it off
Dreads hotter than damn lava,
can't shake it off
Like math scholars,
bring any problem it's gettin' solved
They love to watch him,
they can't stop him from takin' off
For Speaker Knock' I might pour up
this Wock' if I cough
My demons might slaughter his dog,
then forget what they saw
Got shot in his face, now he drinking
his food through a straw
Can't talk to the jakes, he get baked
if he cool with the law
(Ha-ha-ha, Nick, you're stupid)
Uh
We some headshotters
and lead poppers, we let it off
Dreads hotter than damn lava,
can't shake it off
Like math scholars,
bring any problem it's gettin' solved
They love to watch him,
they can't stop him from takin' off
For Speaker Knock' I might pour up
this Wock' if I cough
My demons might slaughter his dog,
then forget what they saw
Got shot in his face, now he drinking
his food through a straw
Can't talk to the jakes, he get baked
if he cool with the law
On the same block, screaming,
"Fuck twelve", he can get whackеd
if he talk
Tell them fuck niggas thеy could
spin back 'cause he keep straps
where he walk
I need a big bag for my thoughts,
my niggas running laps
'round the opps
Screaming, "Get back" but they lost,
he get gift wrapped for the cause, uh
Twin forties like Mary and Kate,
said she love me, she scaring me away
Lil Roc get on him he buried today,
better duck if he cherish his face
I keep my strap on the highway
'cause I heard that lil' one nigga
perished that way
You could get rocked on a Friday
We gon' turn him to Runtz,
he get carried away
We some headshotters
and lead poppers, we let it off
Dreads hotter than damn lava,
can't shake it off
Like math scholars,
bring any problem it's gettin' solved
They love to watch him,
they can't stop him from takin' off
For Speaker Knock' I might pour up
this Wock' if I cough
My demons might slaughter his dog,
then forget what they saw
Got shot in his face, now he drinking
his food through a straw
Can't talk to the jakes, he get baked
if he cool with the law
Like, who got the drop?
Wherever you seen him at is
wherever we leave him at
Lil' bro got Glocks,
he like him a beam attached
whenever he squeezin' that
We got a stick in that bitch
with a- in the back, pull up,
make his team a pack
My nigga might leave him bleedin',
whacked, he say he just blowin'
off steam for Zach
Hop out that van like,
"Bitch, what's up?",
we put his mans in the Tre 5 blunt
I saw your bitch, I would say,
"Hi" but she probably
don't want you to know I fucked
Blick in the clutch,
Washy might hop out the truck,
he aim at his necklace and up
Stick to his gut, we put his mans
in the ground, they wish
they could go dig him up
We some headshotters
and lead poppers, we let it off
Dreads hotter than damn lava,
can't shake it off
Like math scholars,
bring any problem it's gettin' solved
They love to watch him,
they can't stop him from takin' off
For Speaker Knock' I might pour up
this Wock' if I cough
My demons might slaughter his dog,
then forget what they saw
Got shot in his face, now he drinking
his food through a straw
Can't talk to the jakes, he get baked
if he cool with the law