Tekst piosenki
Don’t say a word…I mean, that’s what I’m here to do
Verse 1: Riding in the Charger, looking at all the faces/
Nickel bag of trees, Bob Marley papers/
Fruity Loops start up, searching through the basses/
808 kicks take you niggas back to basics/
Yes I am the hitman that’s a lot of murder money/
I’m bout to hired Casey Anthony to plot a murder for me/
Dude trying to battle but I never heard of buddy/
Were probably on the same shit but I just word it funny/
And clever, and catchy, and their telling me I’m witty/
I got my cardio up and now I run the city/
My belly shrank down to a size smaller/
But I got a bigger appetite I’m eating like a baller/
Your think your game ill well my game iller/
My mind frame killer and my mic game thriller/
Switchblade first place ya’ll niggas second/
Me and Grizz Lee Jesus beats that’s a blessing/
Ya’ll niggas slow I keep it real on the texting/
Sealed the deal with your bitch while you’re still spell checking/
Fuck a recession cuz it gets depressing/
Money back guarantee I come highly recommended/
Hook: Tailor made That’s what I’m on bruh/
Pussy money weed that’s all I want bruh/
Misfit nation that’s what I’m on bruh/
Pussy money weed that’s all I want bruh/ x2
Verse 2: Riding in the Tahoe, feeling how the wind blow/
Flow so dope have you jumping out the window/
My game old school I was raised by Nintendo/
I don’t give a shit cuz I remember when I was piss poor/
Game face I do it with no practice/
Get your female with a feline and make the cat spit/
I ain’t greedy I don’t need every cent of that shit/
But I do want 51 percent of that shit/
That’s just good business learned it from a tycoon/
Take the crown away well don’t mind if I do/
I was dumb in high school now they calling me a genius/
At first they ain’t believe it now everybody on my penis/
Got Spanish singer, sitting on the pinga/
She said her boyfriend feel like she sitting on a finger/
Bells in her head like I took her through the ringer/
Plus she go both ways like a blinker/
Hook
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