Lyrics:
Grow told y'all y'all was gonna bump my shit
Y'all didn't think the Burgh'd jump like this
Ask anyone one around me
Say they want young Wiz
5 cigarillos, I'mma smoke my piff
Told y'all y'all was gonna bump my shit
Y'all didn't think the Burgh'd jump like this
Told y'all y'all was gonna bump my shit
Y'all didn't think the Burgh'd jump like this
Ask anyone one around me
Say they want young Wiz
5 cigarillos, I'mma smoke my piff
I'mma get that money, homie fuck that bitch
Paid like lids so they want my chips
I'm the boss like Tony the tall young homie
And they heard the good news
So now the broads jump on me
Claimin that your hot boy
Why don't y'all show me?
Well I've been to Kansas City
Girls and everything is really alright
Yes, I've been to Kansas City
Girls and everything is really alright
Yeah the boys jump and swing
And to the broad daylight
Yes I dreamed last night
I was standin' on 18th and vine
Yes I dreamed last night
I was standin' on 18th and vine
I shook hands with Piney Brown
An' I could hardly keep from cryin'
Now come to me baby
I want to tell why I'm in love with you
Please come to me baby
I want to tell you why I'm in love with you
Because you understan'
Everything I do
I want to watch you baby
When the tears roll down your cheeks
Yes, I want to watch you baby
When the tears roll down your cheeks
I wanna hold your hand
Tell you that your kind can't be beat
Tell you that your kind can't be beat
Well I've been to Kansas City
Girls and everything is really alright
Yes, I've been to Kansas City
Girls and everything is really alright
Yeah the boys jump and swing
And to the broad daylight
Yes I dreamed last night
I was standin' on 18th and vine
Yes I dreamed last night
I was standin' on 18th and vine
I shook hands with Piney Brown
An' I could hardly keep from cryin'
Now come to me baby
I want to tell why I'm in love with you
Please come to me baby
I want to tell you why I'm in love with you
Because you understan'
Everything I do
I want to watch you baby
When the tears roll down your cheeks
Yes, I want to watch you baby
When the tears roll down your cheeks
I wanna hold your hand
Tell you that your kind can't be beat
Tell you that your kind can't be beat
You know we ball on the week-END.
A line of cars, bad broads tryna jump IN.
Same color as my whip, I'm real fly.
Yellow, yellow, green, green, my self esteem high.
High on the mountain what do I see
There's bear tracks bear tracks lookin' back at me
You better get your rifle boys before it's too late
That bear's got a little pig and headed for the gate
He's bigger around the middle and he's broad across the rump
Runnin' ninety miles an hour takin' forty feet jumps
Ain't never been caught he ain't never been treat
Some folks say he looks a lot like me
Well I got me some money and I got me some bees
And they started makin' honey way up in the trees
I chopped down the trees cause my honey's all gone
Old Slew foot's done made himself at home
He's bigger around the middle and he's broad across the rump
Runnin' ninety miles an hour takin' forty feet jumps
Ain't never been caught he ain't never been treat
Some folks say he looks a lot like me
Some folks say he looks a lot like daddy
Winter's comin' on and it's forty below
The river's frozen over so where can he go
I'd get me a rifle boys and run him in the well
Then I shoot him in the bottom just to hear him yell
He's bigger around the middle and he's broad across the rump
Runnin' ninety miles an hour takin' forty feet jumps
Ain't never been caught he ain't never been treat
Some folks say he looks a lot like me
Some folks say he looks a lot like my Johnny
Burpee made sure it wasn't like the rest
From your feet to the floor, just kissin' the ground
Hop back up, now you're skyward bound
Burpees, burpees, feel the heat
Stand chalked up on time, with the clap in sync
The ultimate workout, no time to think
Pushing past limits in every round
A test of will where champions are found
From the gym to the park, even in your room
Burpees bring life, burpees bring doom
Never getting bored with the basic burpee
Countless variations, each one a journey
Add in box jumps, broad jumps, or just go over the bar
Unlimited modifications, beyond each limit to find who you are
Stand up, hit the deck, leap high, let's go
Stand up, hit the deck, leap high, let's go
Burpees, burpees, in every session
A love-hate story, it's an obsession
From dawn to dusk, in every condition
Burpees rule, no competition
More than a move, it's a full body storm
Strength, cardio, in every form
Legs, chest, and core, all in one
Burpees done right, so much fun
Anywhere, anytime, no gear inside
Just you and the floor, ready to fight
At work, in a park, or a room so small
Burpees don't care, they're free for all
Burpees, burpees, start out as a foe
Push through the hate, let your resilience show
Thirty, fifty, a hundred a day
Soon they'll be your ally in every way
Whether one at a time, or ten in a row
Or a hundred apace, just let your strength show
Do them in a group, or solo in your space
Every burpee brings you to a stronger place
Burpees, burpees, burpees
(bring on the pain)
(bring on the pain)
Burpees, burpees, burpees
(bring on the pain)
(bring on the pain)
Burpees, burpees, burpees
(bring on the pain)
I got shawty all on my mind
And she ion' like me when I'm serving packs, and I really be on my grind
Talk beef n**** and we bringing straps, and my loubs cost me a dime
And thats just one out of my racks n****, in the trap like I ain't got time
Serving feins tryna get it back n****
Where the f*** you was at when I ain't have it
Big body Benz like hearse no casket
Now I jump out bad bitch and she ratchet
Looking like she just put down on some plastic
Sipping on Hennessy, f*** all my enemies, this life I'm living it really was meant for me
N***** was hating talk down it was meant to be, feel like I'm calboy the way that y'all the envy me
N**** I roll up that geek, praying I stay on my feet, and never be the one deceased
I stay in the streets, till' the mission complete, on the PJ I brought the whole fleet
I got racks off in my pocket
Chain cost me a closet
I got real shooters on my teams you can check the stats on my roster
Ask the gun man how we do it
5 straps in the Buick
N**** got 4 hanging out the window and the other one out the roof wit it
Drop a bag n***** gone get em
His whole legacy we gone end em'
Walk in that bitch all designer shit and man I ain't mean to offend em'
I just ball hard like I'm harden
Burning up like a arson
N***** said we'll never make it and I'm like n**** I beg yo pardon
Play wit me and you can get murk n****
That new whip cost a church n****
We in the field, serving hella' pills, tryna get a meal, before the first n****
And that AR it just burst n****
Winning thinking I'm cursed n****
I eat that p**** up then I go buy her a purse n****
Thats Louis Vuitton, I be picking like two at a time
And we started off selling them dimes, Now a n**** really up on his grind
I got shawty all on my mind
And she ion' like me when I'm serving packs, and I really be on my grind
Talk beef n**** and we bringing straps, and my loubs cost me a dime
And thats just one out of my racks n****, in the trap like I ain't got time
Serving feins tryna get it back n****
Where the f*** you was at when I ain't have it
Big body Benz like hearse no casket
Now I jump out bad bitch and she ratchet
Looking like she just put down on some plastic
Sipping on Hennessy, f*** all my enemies, this life I'm living it really was meant for me
N***** was hating talk down it was meant to be, feel like I'm calboy the way that y'all the envy me
N**** on ape s***
Gang gang get you baked b****
Y'all always on that fake s***
F*** n***** on that hate s***
Got two choppers in the cut n****
Bullets eat up yo gut n****
Treat that bitch bad like a mutt n****
Make her eat up the whole nutt n****
Then we skrt off to that paper
Balling hard like a laker
I'm smoking on that gas s*** ion even wanna hit no vapor
Man yall n***** be frauds, be b******* like some broads
Jump out that foreign car, and my b**** look like a foreign star
And I order that new hammer, watch yo spine get shot and shatter
Just for talking all that chatter, make yo mom start serving platters
Got two choppers in the cut n****
Bullets eat up yo gut n****
Treat that bitch bad like a mutt n****
Make her eat up the whole nutt n****
Then we skrt off to that paper
Balling hard like a laker
I'm smoking on that gas s*** ion even wanna hit no vapor
Man y'all n***** be frauds, be b******* like some broads
Jump out that foreign car, and my b**** look like a foreign star
And I order that new hammer, watch yo spine get shot and shatter
Just for talking all that chatter, make yo mom start serving platters
I got shawty all on my mind
And she ion' like me when I'm serving packs, and I really be on my grind
Talk beef n**** and we bringing straps, and my loubs cost me a dime
And thats just one out of my racks n****, in the trap like I ain't got time
Serving feins tryna get it back n****
Where the f*** you was at when I ain't have it
Big body Benz like hearse no casket
Now I jump out bad bitch and she ratchet
Looking like she just put down on some plastic
Sipping on Hennessy, f*** all my enemies, this life I'm living it really was meant for me
N***** was hating talk down it was meant to be, feel like I'm calboy the way that y'all the envy me
girl
You better do what the song say
Uh, just throw it on me, uh, just throw it on me
Uh, just throw it on me,
(Wiggle that ass before ya throw it on me)
Uh, just throw it on me, uh, just throw it on me
Uh, just throw it on me,
(Wiggle that ass before ya throw it on me)
I got so many broads
White cars I can jump in two or three in the same day
And when I park my car
Soon as I walk in the spot women say (Ow!)
Honestly…different day this my lifestyle and
Got broads undercovers no jump street
On the real if these lames ever start wildin
Have a nigga grab the shotgun like the frontseat
Frontseat got me feeling like im Spike Lee
Id trip a ref bitch find me in the front row
No Keira but we do this on a Knightly
Or in the morning like Alonzo
The legend and the myth
I wonder what would happen if I ever had to spit
I cant disappoint God…but no one came with the assist
If they call their top fives would I make it on the list?
That’s me who’s better
Prettyboyk cuz the k my favorite letter
It stand for the cash and the kill
Sign it in my will
Who ever do me dirty gets the most for real
Estate
Put it on my plate
I just pour the brown in my cup keep me straight
From the hate I arrive
Two stocks outside
I promote world peace
I don’t let shit slide
I don’t let shit go
I don't take shit slow
Put him in a body bag call it egg roll
If I want free smoke then I get these foes
Got Cold dark heart imma got dam crow
Have I arrived
I pull up in a 'Rarri that I never even drive
Buy the whip and that bih even gah dam glide
Remeber the name
I got two years in this shit and I’m running the game
I don't even know if you can handle it
All I know is you can have it
I don't even know if you can handle it
All I know is you can have it
I don't even know if you can handle it
All I know is you can have it
I don't even know if you can handle it
All I know is you can have it
Took a
Broad jump when I hopped up in the game
Looking for the money and the girls and the fame
Then I switched my views
Had to change it for the better
Young buhl jahli is a young trend setter
Said my mind is different
How I flow so mean
I pull up in some shit that you ain’t never ever seen
And my shawty so fine she don’t need no Maybelline
Diamonds glisten on my watch I think they came from overseas
Damn
Check my wrist again
I thought I’d diss all of you rappers in a minute man
They see the money to my name they call me digit man
And if we lose it then it’s back to flipping bricks again
Yo mcm he tryna be me
Cause he seen me on the tv
Youngin flyer then a genie
Get the cheese like fettuccine
He be going like a goat and
He be flowing like a boat
I think he waiting for throne and all the chips and then he gone
I don't even know if you can handle it
All I know is you can have it
I don't even know if you can handle it
All I know is you can have it
I don't even know if you can handle it
All I know is you can have it
I don't even know if you can handle it
All I know is you can have it
I just give it my best
I'm in game straight hoggin'
Representing the west
In the game stay ballin'
Like i play for the Nets
I could play for the Jets
Steady boarding these jets
Let her pour the Moet
And I'ma roll sum'n
Let her give me the neck
While i smoke one
I'm the first one to do it
Show the people the way
But they don't listen to my words
Just compete for my place
But Hey
How it be
But I gotta keep it G
From the city by the beach
Don't be thinking shit sweet
It get deep in the streets
Money deep up in my jeans
Shooting 3's
You just see me from the seats
I'ma full blown beast
With the team I feast
Ever car so clean
All the broads jump in
Can't hold my sins
Got to face em
But let me roll something first
Got to face one
All money in
How it is
Got to feed my kid
Got to show him how to live
Can't hold my sins
Got to face em
But let me roll sum'n first
Got to face one
All money in
How it is
Got to feed my kid
Got to show him how to live
Can't hold my sins
Got to face em
But let me roll sum'n first
Got to face one
I'm a God in the flesh
KD at his best
I'm a King
Gold rings
Diamonds swing on my neck
Lil' pornstar Queen want to see me
So bet!
King of the streets, young nigga made
Sprayin' up the crowd, take it to the grave
Ain't havin' problems, I'm sippin' the Barre
Shoutout to Dallas, my bitch is a star
Nigga get rich, better take it to war
Piss on your casket, shoot at your broad
Do you somethin' nasty, roll you in a 'gar
Bitch, get graphic, fuck me in a car
I get you a brand new Rollie tomorrow
I put that brand new Rollie on your arm
Ain't movin' slow but I'm still on oil (skrrt)
Tennis bracelets and they came with the frost
Cuban links all the way up to your jaw (all the way up)
Step up the swag when I step on a broad
Two dollar half, ooh, that's the cheapest one
Stackin' these hundreds up, like coupons
Told you from the begin, upper echelon
I get to stackin' up, I'm untouchable
I get to represent, money multiple
I'm at the top of the charts, unapproachable
Bread by the loaf, turbo the motor
Tic-Tac-Toe, kill another vulture
Sellin' them bowls, bitch do yoga
I deserve awards, servin' these boulders
A hundred grand large when I shop, that's the total
Fill up the garage, bitch, I'm a mogul
Ain't no facadin', ain't no fugazi
I jump it off, I get paid
Drop top Royce, I'm goin' crazy
I push off, smokin' on haze
Not tryna floss, Cartier shades
Candy in the cup, gotta get paid (what?)
All the commas
(Murda on the beat so it's not nice)
Ooh, hmm
For this life, I cannot change (change)
Hidden Hills, deep off in the main (main)
M&M's, sweet like candy cane (M&M's, cane, cane)
Drop the top, pop it, let it bang (top, pop it, pop it)
For this life, I cannot change (change)
Hidden Hills, deep off in the main (main)
M&M's, sweet like candy cane (M&M's, cane, cane)
Drop the top, pop it, let it bang (top, pop it, pop it)
Drop the top, play hide and seek (yeah)
Jump inside, jump straight to the league (league)
Take a sip, feel just how I be (it's lit)
On freeway, but no, ain't nothin' free (straight up)
Bend laws, bend lanes (skrrt, skkrt)
Been bustin' bills, but still ain't nothin' change (skrrt, skkrt)
You in the mob soon as you rock the chain (mob)
She caught the waves just thumbin' through my braids (alright)
Heatin' up, baby, I'm just heatin' up (it's lit)
Need your love, not a need, it is a must (yeah)
Feelin' stuck, you know how to keep me up (yeah, yeah)
Icy love, icy like a hockey puck (alright)
For this life, I cannot change (change)
Hidden Hills, deep off in the main (main)
M&M's, sweet like candy cane (M&M's, cane, cane)
Drop the top, pop it, let it bang (top, pop it, pop it)
For this life, I cannot change (change)
Hidden Hills, deep off in the main (main)
M&M's, sweet like candy cane (M&M's, cane, cane)
Drop the top, pop it, let it bang
All the ones, all the chains piled on the mantle (yeah)
All the dawgs, all the dawgs low creep right behind me in the Phantom (it's lit)
Yeah, never go, never go dip on the set, stayed Santana
Yeah, run it back, turn the lights on when I hit up Green Lantern (it's lit, alright)
Yeah, fly the broads, fly the dawgs down to Atlanta
Yeah, in the cut in Medusa, lay low, yeah, I might be
Yeah, roll up, help me calm down when I move in high speed
Yeah, if I send one, need to text back 'cause you know what I need (straight up)
Oh, please (oh please)
Oh me (oh me)
Oh my (oh my)
We been movin', we been movin' for some time (alright)
Flexin', flexin' try to exercise
(Exercise, exercise, exercise, exercise, yeah, yeah)
For this life, I cannot change (change)
Hidden Hills, deep off in the main (main)
M&M's, sweet like candy cane (M&M's, cane, cane)
Drop the top, pop it, let it bang (top, pop it, pop it)
For this life, I cannot change (change)
Hidden Hills, deep off in the main (main)
M&M's, sweet like candy cane (cane)
Drop the top, pop it, let it bang (bang, yeah)
High on the mountain tell me what you see
Bear tracks bear tracks lookin' back at me
Better get your rifle boy before it's too late
Cause the bear's got a little pig and headed through the gate
He's big around the middle and he's broad across the rump
Runnin' ninety miles an hour takin' thirty feet a jump
Ain't never been caught he ain't never been treed
And some folks say he look a lot like me
[ harmonica ]
I saved up my money and I bought me some bees
And they started makin' honey way up in the trees
Cut down the trees but my honey's all gone
Old Slew Foot's done made himself at home
He's big around the middle...
[ harmonica ]
Winter's comin' on and it's twenty below
And the river's froze over so where can he go
We'll chase him up the gully then we'll run him in the well
And shoot him in the bottom just to listen to him yell
He's big around the middle...
Is you stupid
My niggas toting in broad day
Wherever you jump out your body that's where your bitch ass gone lay
Is you stupid
Want pressure my niggas with all that
Spot a Opp ain't no talking just cocking the Hammer back
Is you stupid
Fuck your hood we a drag in that bitch
And every nigga with me brought a stick
With a switch
Is you stupid
This Murder land we lay shit down
No talking all you hear is gun sounds
100 rounds
I Don't beef on the internet
Substantial we ain't into that
We like them niggas on them Tubi movies
We don't know how to act
Will smith my men in black
Wipe his nose
Dummy line him up
223's Play with me wipe your nose like you got sinuses
I got muscle memory just hit
don't need to do no aiming
Shooters on deck
And We do pull ups like we potty training
I know how to spot a real killer From his body language
We don't duck no Smoke
Reach for my chain you getting amputated
Niggas want pressure I be the one to oblige It
We got so many magazines a nigga can subscribe us
I hang with the shooters dope boys Scammers and robbers
So Play stupid games
Bitch win stupid prizes
Aware of my surroundings cause I don't like surprises
He said he outside
Never seen him
Must been hiding
Hold the blicky like a veteran
We steppers so we be stepping
I heard niggas think shit sweet
Dummy I got one question
Is you stupid
My niggas toting in broad day
Wherever you jump out your body that's where your bitch ass gone lay
Is you stupid
Want pressure my niggas with all that
Spot a Opp ain't no talking just cocking the Hammer back
Is you stupid
Fuck your hood we a drag in that bitch
And every nigga with me brought a stick
With a switch
This Murder land we lay shit down
No talking all you hear is gun sounds
100 rounds
You ain't trap no graveyard shifts
Just so you had some food
You ain't never piss on your hands to lose That residue
Only beef over revenue
Not over hoes What's up with you
Man of respect MOR
Bitch I thought you knew
We ain't gone stop at you
We clip them niggas with you too
Nina love to bust
I make her pop it Like I'm Uncle Luke
All your clout is fabricated
We know that you made a statement
Pussy niggas implicating cause they fear incarceration
All you hear is gun shots screams and then silence
Then here come the sirens
We solve issues with Violence
You not equipped for these problems
Wipe a nigga snotty nose
I heard you made a threat
I got a question though
Is you stupid
My niggas toting in broad day
Wherever you jump out your body
that's where your bitch ass gone lay
Is you stupid
Want pressure my niggas with all that
In Spot a Opp ain't no talking just cocking the Hammer back
Is you stupid
Fuck your hood we a drag in that bitch
And every nigga with me brought a stick
With a switch
This Murder land we lay shit down
No talking all you hear is gun sounds
100 rounds
We gone make 'em:
[Chorus 2x]
Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump,
Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive
Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump,
Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive
(Verse 1)
I tell 'em no lie
I blow by wit the Bentleys wit the O eyes
I low-ride, 'cause these 20 inch rims just make it so hot
You know I, been had Twinkie, look at the pinky
And the link be all the way down to the nuts, diamonds twinklin'
They think you need to stop they say it's not called for
It's such a small car for it cost more than a ballpark
See my life is high priced, a lot a room a lot a bling
My ice is like Andrew Dice "Ba-Da-Boom, Ba-Da-Bing"
I'm tryin' to see flying in a Lamborghini
Wit your girl right beside me in a tan bikini
Cut the music down and tell her, "hey ya man's a weenie"
Plus I'm hot and got more iceberg than damn Bananeeie
And I'm just a teenager and I make this dough
Pull out my bankcard and Bill Gates feel broke
And I keep it on a hush but I'm richer than normal
And a frost bit wrist, have me sniffin and coughin
[Chorus 2x]
Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump,
Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive
Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump,
Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive
(Verse 2)
You know, pistol on my side fully loaded
I drive slowly, wit televisions watching Kobe
Pull over by some broad; make her hop right in a blow me
And suck a nigga drive, then its, "slut get out my ride"
Have you heard about, shorty be Iceberged out
Got them birds real affordable, so get the word out
And you still can see the grill wit the lights burn out
Nothin' lil' about the wheels on my bright orange drop
I'm thuggin and pimped out, flossin and glissed out
Sit my arm in warm water, I'm thawin my wrist out
Got quarters in this house, ki's in that van,
Got ounces in her ride, and G's in that bag
Shhh, You hear that, here come Weezy on his way in a platinum leer jet
We gamblin' nigga bet, bet nigga disrespect and he get dampled and wet
Whole goddamn family get trampled wit that
I make 'em:
[Chorus 2x]
Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump
Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive
Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump
Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive
Alright I bounce for the 17 and jump for the Grover
Just put TV's and bump in the Rover
Slump the bitch over, cum on her shoulder
Bet I make the slut eat it up like yogurt
Wrists is ferocious, dick just bogus
Fuck a hoe watch she come back like a chorus
Life on Ann Deloris met her in a ???
Close shop then I do my count
Hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house (and then what?)
Get fresh and jump in one of dem cars (yeah)
Hit the club and get one of dem broads (and then what?)
It's a wrap, we on the way to the house
By 3:45 I'll be kickin' her out (ayy)
[GZA]
I wiped the chrome off wit the dust cloth
'Fore I bust off
What's the cause, life loss, high price to pay
For a small reward, kill for that Bushwick and Horsely broad
I provided the jump cables, through to boost the mini-pack
Based on the drama unfolding in a track
I dont' hold back, I spare no one
Swords swing like shogun, now who want it?
(Ayy, yo Dzimi)
(Low Low, turn that up, ayy)
Look
(Mook got the keys jumpin')
Uh, six in the morning, he up fightin' demons
Lately, I ain't got no time for sleepin'
These niggas hatin' on me for no reason
I pray I make it back when I be leavin'
I give it all I got
Ridin' around in a drophead
Tell 'em, "Fuck they feelings, drop dead"
Go tell 'em I said
It's fuck the world like my pops said
It's thug life just like Pac said, just like Pac said
Thinkin' about my nigga C
He got a quarter of a century locked in penitentiary
I ain't gon' lie, that shit be killin' me
So many memories, life'll be gone in 2053
This shit gon' stop, them niggas spinnin' just like ceiling fans
Take them extensions off them F&Ns, them bitches jam
Told my BM that I'll be locked in and I don't give a damn, don't give a damn
Say what you gon' say 'bout me (I promise)
But don't touch me 'cause them young niggas don't play 'bout me, gon' spray 'bout me
Jump out in broad day 'bout me
Nigga play, they gon' lay 'bout me, yeah (grrah)
Thinkin' about my niggas up the road
Ridin' with 'em 'til they home (this here right all I got, yeah)
You know I'm with my niggas, right or wrong
Keep it real with all my folks (you know we all we got)
I'm who they said I wasn't gonna be
What more do they want from me?
High on the mountain, tell me what do you see
Beartracks beartracks looking back at me
Better get your rifles before its too late
The bear's got a little pig and headed for the gate
He's big around the middle and broad across the rump
Running ninety miles an hour taking thirty feet a jump
Ain't never been caught he ain't never been treed
And some folks say he looks a lot like me
Saved up my money and bought me some bees
Started making honey way up in the trees
Cut down the trees but the honey's all gone
Ole slew foot has done made himself at home
Winter's coming on and its forty below
River's froze over so where can he go
I'll chase him up the gulley and run him in the well
Shoot him the bottom just to listen to him yell
Pull up shoot, we gone jump out air in broad day
4nem just got locked, for mask on in hallways
Cup is extra dirty, we pourin pain like Rod Wave
They said we wouldn't make it, we made a way we all paid
They say a nigga like me, once in a lifetime
Came through flooded the team, just at the right time
Ears shine light in the dark, it made the night shine
Came through shorty look fine, but she ain't my kind
Me and brodie trappin' for three days, we been on straight grind
Kicking back blowing down trees, we having mob ties
With the guy's sippin' on Wock, we havin' frog eyes
Lawyer's on retainer's these fee's, we paying state fines
Brodie tryin' find him a way, he planning to trap it out
Different money piling, it's adding inside his bank account
Fuckin' with these bitches, he wilding he can't even think it out
Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, for mo peace went to the South
With brodie straight dramatics, it woke me up like the package
Coolin' making 40's, and I told him he could have it
Down the other day, doing the opposite of Aladdin Making wishes inna fountain, the genie bottle laggin
Steady wishin' for the moment, count the moments passing
Feeling so contemporary, inner demons flashing
The Ali to my Cassius, Joker to my madness
Life is so ragged, bag it and tag it
Pull up shoot, we gone jump out air in broad day
4nem just got locked, for mask on in hallways
Cup is extra dirty, we pourin pain like Rod Wave
They said we wouldn't make it, we made a way we all paid
High on the mountain tell me what do you see
Bear tracks bear tracks a lookin' back at me
Better get your rifle boys before it's too late
Cause bear's got a little pig and headed through the gate
Well he's big around the middle and he's broad across the rump
Runnin' ninety miles an hour takin' forty feet a jump
Ain't never been caught he ain't never been treed some folks say he's a lot like me
[ banjo ]
Saved up my money and I got me some bees
They started makin' honey way up in the trees
Cut down the trees cause my honey's all gone
Old Slew Foot's done made himself at home
Well he's big around the middle...
[ fiddle ]
Well winter's comin' on and it's twenty below
The river's froze over so where can he go
We'll chased him up to gully and we'll run him in the well
We'll shoot him in the bottom just to listen to him yell
Well he's big around the middle...
Close shop then I do my count
Hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house (and then what?)
Get fresh and jump in one of dem cars (yeah)
Hit the club and get one of dem broads (and then what?)
It's a wrap, we on the way to the house
By 3:45 I'll be kickin' her out (ayy)
Louie, what's up
What's up East Side, what's up
St. Louis jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
What's up Tacoma, what's up (x2)
Tacoma jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
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