(Jesus) Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah,
Froze over, when you thought you could hold With flows older than the first sold soda Grow more for my bros rojo soldiers Them are at it again, blow doja I am like Mike, back in the day My rhyming's height, defiant flight Try and bite, a razor in a candy apple A taser and a tackle By a with the family shackles a man he's gaffled I get angry, I sip bombs (chea!) on rich lawn I was brought up Muslim and I been Chrislam (Chea!) not a thing so I place this John In your chicks Give her something to kiss on I spit one to her lip balm (Chea!) I've been rhyming since Reagan in Polished it then got a big wallet all of my dollars sit To the wall is split, then I gotta the casa, your god exists 'Cause a lot of chicks holler "Mr. you're hot as shit"
They say I'm the best at I do After me 5, 4, 3, and 2 Sometime I think all gum bumpin' So I tell all to put that on somethin' Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put that on
Yeah, I guess I'm supposed to come with that flow Woo! I guess I'm to come with that gas flow But no, I'mma just it, I'mma get it good Wish you would me what I should do I know, hit the door Uh, yeah, feel like I here before Maybe I but I can't fuck with it Hit 'em a semiautomatic, watch 'em duck with it Speaking on ability Everybody in my vicinity blowing they like Kennedy I got no love for the enemy, tell me the remedy I'm like what's good, fine Tell me what's on your mind, rewind this My message is this shit I put on everything, I'm just being honest, shit So what's up, up Tech I'm for the hold up but I been on the road Should have had this verse to ass a long time ago I put that on everything, I ain't had a minute to myself But I been living like I finna see tomorrow I ain't focused on no I been living good, I feeling fine Pass the Sriracha, I put that shit on all of Busting like Columbine combined with a terrorist's That's been confined in walls for some time
They say I'm the best at I do After me 5, 4, 3, and 2 Sometime I think all gum bumpin' So I them all to put that on somethin' Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put that on
Sriracha, the flavor We gotcha, haters jock us These invade the knockers then blocker Disintegrating chakra eager to off ya You can bet we doin' it proper When I put the bullets in a with a hoodie nobody gonna stop us, nobody gon' top us We leave 'em with no option, 'em with no conscience Leave 'em no oxygen, leave 'em with no problem And even though I could see they watchin' TV a DVD, I can repeat When I see street shockin' Easy if it need be then I eat beats And I'm Eazy-E, I eat meat I'm EBT shopping Card Max, bend the bars back Fuck your hoe, get and all that Run in your house and bring whore back Sever your and dead the doormat Who got the keys to the rented catch me, I'm the man in all black I been a chap since Catman on crack Fuck that, I nice way before that Can't ignore that, you can try But you gon' end up next to I'm that pen wrote the Bible I'm on your like vitiligo Sing for the moment, I hit the note Someone please let Elton John Tell the lieutenant I'm Camacho With a Catholic and the Pentecostal Why you niggas wiggidy wack, gettidy get in the back With a umbilical patch, jump in the middle of the None of niggas can act so y'all niggas are packed Come and get it again, fuckin' a in the whip me your moment to fall, I'm gonna fit in the car I can do better yours, I can be ready to brawl I can be shattered and all, want to be hard Better be for war, tell me who ready for more
They say I'm the at what I do me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2 Sometime I they all gum bumpin' So I them all to put that on somethin' Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put that on