M.I.B (feat. AC of T.F.M.G)

Feel a lil sick that's probably why I throw them fours up Smoke up all the weed put it out and roll a roach blunt Feel a lil sick that's probably why I throw them fours up Smoke up all the weed put it out and roll a roach blunt Me and my niggas all strapped like car seats Stand too close and get a warning like a car thief Feel a lil sick that's probably why I throw them fours up Smoke up all the weed put it out and roll a roach blunt Me and my niggas all strapped like car seats Stand too close and get a warning like a car thief Somewhere up in Mars, got the munchies eating Arby's Remember what I said about being strapped like a carseat No you bet not run up on me nigga within arm's reach Cause I'll grab the strap and slow you down like it's R&B Hoes keep starring me, jumping in the car with me I'm more important to these hoes than an artery I ain't even half way thru what Im finna do Nigga trying to study me , I don't miss a bit of school That just mean I'm on my shit That Just mean they on my dick Never let a punk bitch slide, hoe I need my chips Finna take a lil dip, deep off in your lady draws Hit that shit so fucking much, thought that bitch had menopause See me dressed in all black, nigga we the M.I.B I don't fuck with niggas so when they call me I just C.I.D Shout out to the bitches that won't ever be in V.I.P We official when them hoes come, I need to see I.Ds Yea I rep T-F-M-G Yea I rep T-F-M-G Say we got beef, well let me order up some extra cheese Niggas want to talk but Im like, damn nigga let me breathe Before I bust a couple shots, gone off a couple shots I'm the predator, ultimate competitor Lyrical assault is what I'm kicking in my repertoire If your money on me, I would recommend you bet it all I set it off like bitches trying to get what's in the register Loud what I be blowing but Im smoking on the regular Hit your bitch and have her singing like Christina Aguilera I couldn't bust, got blue balls, I'm a Avatar Living healthy, all my niggas posted at the salad bar You niggas out here hungry, it's hard for you to keep a job You niggas keep on talking, it's hard for me to keep it calm I got them choppers in the back, I'm coming strapped like Vietnam I show up and I creep your block, be at your crib like peeping Tom Every time I come round, I'm all the way thugged out Mary Jane and Percocets, I'll show you what them drugs bout Flex you'll get drugged out, I'll show you what them guns bout Let my niggas take you to the woods like its Cub Scouts What now, could give up now, but I don't see a point Rather take these niggas on a ride like its Cedar Point Got the game sewed up, no need for thread and needle point If it's beef I'm squeezing, I'll drop down and get my eagle on I aint Mayweather but I'm coming with that money team These bars and marijuana keep the competition under me Ima murder beats until somebody come to murder me I'm slinging dime sacks by the dumpster at the Burger King Nigga Ima mastermind, getting after mine In the studio or fucking, so don't call me after 9 Acting like you can compare your raps to mine, is asinine Yapping like you wont get grabbed, I'll Torture Rack and crack your spine Lex Luger, with that ruger, Im a nightmare, Freddy Kruger I got shottas, I got shooters, that will smoke you like a hookah When they gripping on that heater, magazines but they not reading Last to shoot, the first one bleeding I am the shit, figuratively speaking yea