Nigga stay fit, dont come on my street
The bitch know Keef got some on his feet
Im lookin at my son and he grew a couple feet
Know I be with my boys and aint talkin back street
If you tryna front pull up on back street
I know I got money dont be tryna tax me
If you on some business, nigga you can fax me
She like when I get the top gone like last week
Its 52 degrees and Im wearing a hoodie
Chief so what’s that I smell that good kushy
I heard you with the police force and you a rookie
Im walkin around this bitch like a liquor tootsie
I heard you aint tryna fuck her but you eat the pussy
Aint aint even wanna fuck that bitch she look weak
Told my brother bring me back some clothes from japenese
I might be wit a chinese but bitch I’m Capanese
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, I got a tiger by its feet
King of the Jungle, watching out for rivalries
Looked up my shoes and they say made in Italy
Went and bought a mop oh yeah I named it slippery
Aye, dont slip nigga, dont slip nigga, dont slip nigga
My shoes tied, I dont trip nigga
And if Im in the club Im in the VIP nigga
Light you up LED strip nigga
Act like you got it locked you get zipped nigga
And Im real fuckin cool, I got the whips nigga
Nigga get off yo block and take a trip nigga
Nigga get off yo block and take a trip nigga