Hibachi (feat. Santos LB4R)
Carryin' it any weight
Movin' that green like a rake
Fish like old men on a lake
'Outta country in estates
You baws is boo boo and don't be with Yogi
Bend y'all block daily them suckers hoagies
Way I rock out should be sayin' Jabroni
Glock only 23 but it talk 40
Slidin' through problems n**** don't trip on it
By morning the coroners workin' dead bodies they findin' the Troponin
Walk through with gang we 'gon shut down the mall
Try and slide through shut down your car
Flippin' the whip martial art like it's Law
Make my deposits I really will draw
Shut down ya knowledge those feelings meet stoppage
Proved the baw wasn't as smart as he thought
Fuck you expected I come from the Leaf
Passin' a wood nah I'ma chief
She want a pill shorty a freak
Goin' over lines she like a geek
Right at ya face grillin' the beef
Volcano flames leave tears in the street
Onions get chopped by the pound how we feast
Won't fuck ya shorty she basic to me
Plus she got yeast
I do not want Sandy Cheeks
Don't even take sand to the beach
Pockets is rotten they full of bleu cheese
Strikin' with lightning Benjamin keys
Strike em like ISIS slide with them beams
Hold with two hands slow dance with me
Straight to money
Chop, chop
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Same chick fronted I was ridin' the bus
In my DM and she tryin' get fucked
Big boy shit when we hop out them trucks
Anti-social I don't really talk to n*****
Conversation with the coke we be choppin' it up
Never step on it it do not got no cut
He got shot so what I do not give a fuck
Fuck that dead n**** he is not gettin' up
Yo 'ya man rocked
I jumped out that Lamb chop
With my hat cocked
Bitch I'm flyer than Hancock
Higher than Jamrock
She love me 'cause I'm everything that her man not
I really got stash spots
Gang unit don't find nothin' during them CRASH stops
Still grind while the trap hot
Bitch we really got rich off the back block
'Cause I hustle hard!
I got smokers that won't do a bump at all
I got players for dope that don't want no hard
I got snorters that tell me they love this raw
I ain't steppin' on shit this ain't cut at all
I'm above the law
Que se joda la policía
That's how I'm comin' when I see a cop
My man just hit me said he need a dot
Let's take a road trip on the interstate
Getaway jump on my ass they 'gon get a chase
It's comin' from Cali we send the weight in a straight
Panda Express we got bigger plates
Don't worry 'bout me 'cause I'm feelin' great
N***** fake don't need you in my face gimme space
Or we 'gon tell you bye bye
Ride by, drive by
Throw it out the window like a demo tape
Straight to money
Chop, chop
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Straight to money
Chop, chop
Hop on flights
Nonstop
Know the price
Buy, shop
Like Hibachi
Flame tops