Pi Town

Propane, blunts In the center console Can't afford mistakes, my nigga still on parole We be rollin’ fasho Duckin’ dodgin’ them cops Pullin’ up on a stain, I’m takin’ mine off the top Chinese, rice Gold grills, ice Catch a nigga in traffic On God it’s a fight Country Grammar the speakers Nellyville on the floor Air Force, Ones STL in this hoe EJ Carter A nigga That's scrappin’ when he got action That ain't finna step on stage and get to rappin’ with no back end That quietly do numbers in the trenches he be stackin’ That'll morph into the Kraken when it's time to get shit crackin’ I know you niggas be lackin’ I be watchin’ you like Slade Don't ever misbehave ‘cause I'll direct you to your grave These hoes actin’ out, look like they playin’ charades These niggas keep pillow talkin’ I’m ‘bout to run ‘em they fades May Day Parade, square up with me I'm gon’ work you Funny I got dem hands lil dawg run up I'll hurt you Bars on top of bars I'm goin’ in like its curfew I owe you niggas that crack and I promise to reimburse you Listen Summertime it be hotter than Hell's Kitchen, Too many niggas is killin’ and bitches can’t see the vision Ain't no hope for the streets, I play the cards I was dealt Why the fuck would I let you eat when its every man for himself? (Boy!) Propane, blunts In the center console Can't afford mistakes, my nigga still on parole We be rollin’ fasho Duckin’ dodgin’ them cops Pullin’ up on a stain, I’m takin’ mine off the top Chinese, rice Gold grills, ice Catch a nigga in traffic On God it’s a fight Country Grammar the speakers Nellyville on the floor Air Force, Ones STL in this hoe Niggas hatin’ on me that's okay nigga I know you pussy Please don’t push me I got plenty of killers and they ain’t rookies 5800 them my numbers You niggas ain’t got no thumpers That we ain't never seen If so them hoes ain't clean My niggas with the schemes You know we bout that cream You know we hittin’ them licks We really don’t give a shit ‘Bout a pussy ass nigga A pussy ass hoe Big Pi God Watchin’ pull up right outside your door At the Riverfront plottin’ (Wassup!) Half of us is stupid the other half got no option Fuck it we gettin’ it poppin’ Bodies is droppin’ (Yeah!) If you ain't talkin’ ‘bout us stoppin’ you part of the problem So shut your mouth and keep it mobbin’ Keep it pushin’, keep it movin’, You see us out here groovin’, (You see it!) You see us out here doin’ what you claimin’ you be doin’ This shit is temporary my situations improvin’ But I ain't goin’ (Nah!) And niggas pray to see me losin’ I’m a real go nigga bitch I never slack First I went and got the fam, and we left the trap Then I got, my revenge, niggas met the strap Whole time, ya’ll was lyin’, and I let ya cap Mac 11 for you NARCs I’mma let it clap Box Chevy same color as a Tesseract Hit you on a Friday, like Rebecca Black Everybody hard as fuck, ‘til they neck get snapped Facts Propane, blunts In the center console Can't afford mistakes, my nigga still on parole We be rollin’ fasho Duckin’ dodgin’ them cops Pullin’ up on a stain, I’m takin’ mine off the top Chinese, rice Gold grills, ice Catch a nigga in traffic On God it’s a fight Country Grammar the speakers Nellyville on the floor Air Force, Ones STL in this hoe Chi-Chi-Chinese, rice Gold Grillz, Ice