(Ayy, Young Malcolm)
Yeah
Ain’t no Obama Care, yeah
GBE baby
Sit Gang, Fifth Gang, Get It Gang
You can have the chain on my neck for a shot to the head, boy (Shot to the head, boy)
We just hit the corner, you up on it, now you dead, boy (Yeah)
Foenem on your head, they on your head just like a dread, boy (Boh boh boh boh, ayy)
Gang tryna’ pour a sixteen, I’m like “f#ck it, grab the keg, boy” (Bang bang bang, yeah)
Stick up in the dresser, I’m gon’ blow yo #ss like Craig, boy (Dududuh, ayy)
I just spent the same sack, you just put up on my head, boy (Dududuh, beep beep)
And I’m smokin’ bud I’m off that bud, you still get air, boy (Yeah)
Seen my cousin dead, that sh#t play over in my head, boy (Yeah, yeah)
b#tch, I’m from Chiraq, I’m from the streets but I’m not Greg, boy (yeah)
When I go to sleep (Ayy), I have my 30 in my bed, boy (Yeah, yeah)
You wanna roll with gang, when we get rollin’ don’t get scared, boy (Ayy, ayy)
Never gave a f#ck, it’s Chief So, ain’t no Obama Care, boy (Yeah yeah)
Ain’t no Obama Care n#gg# (Yeah)
Yeah, ain’t no Obama Care n#gg# (Yeah yeah)
Yeah, ain’t no Obama Care n#gg# (Gang Gang)
Yeah, ain’t no Obama Care n#gg# (Yeah yeah)
Talkin’ grindin’ I be on a rail, n#gg# (Yeah)
And I’m smart as f#ck, I could’ve went to Yale, n#gg# (Yeah)
Let the smoke up out the window, can you smell n#gg#? (Yeah)
And it’s open season, catch you, cut your tail n#gg# (Yeah)
And say I ain’t pick yo weak #ss up you frail n#gg# (Yeah)
Gotta watch what you say and do with you, you 12 n#gg# (Yeah yeah)
Fonem pull up takin’ down, ain’t count to 12, n#gg# (Yeah)
If Chief So ain’t get up out here, he ain’t got no bail, n#gg# (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Woo)
Yeah, yeah (He talkin’ all the hahaha, woo, ayy)
Yeah, yeah (Ayy)
Yeah, bang
If yo #ss owe me, boy, you better have my bread, boy
Count cash in my sleep and I ain’t gotta leave my bed, boy
You a soft #ss n#gg#, man, foenem cut yo tail, boy
Run a mill up and I ain’t even touch a trail, boy (Woaah)
Lamborghini truck looking just like a egg, boy (Woah)
Cash ring in it when I pull up about that place, boy (Woah woah)
Mafia, hang you upside down up off the ledge, boy (Dududuh)
Voices in my head, I’m talkin’ to the f#ckin’ dead, boy (Woaaaaah)
Dead, boy
(Phew, woo woo) Dead, boy
Askin’ me what’s in my soda, is you scared, boy? (Woo, woo, woo woo)
You don’t know the difference between purple and red, boy (Yeaaaah, dududuh, bang)
Yeah, yeah (Dududuh, bang bang, dududuh)
Yeah, yeah (Dududuh, ayy ayy, dududuh)
Yeah, yeah (Bang bang, dududuh)
Yeah, yeah (Ayy, ayy, dududuh, bang bang)
Yeah, yeah
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