On Deck Circle

Lyrics

[Chorus] Put your hands up like your under arrest, I won't shoot ya I ain't got a badge on my chest, twisting up a blunt coz I come from the west She cumming on my dick coz I fuck her the best I'm on it late night thinking of a plot, take the money from the raps Put it in the pot, flip it on the waist so I get it on the spot Yeah I used to have a little now I'm thinking bout a yacht Copped a whole boat let my crew get a few My crew gotta eat, coz my crew got a crew My crew gotta eat, coz my crew got a crew My crew gotta eat, coz my crew got a crew [Verse 1] Coming from the hills I got the streets on lock Rolling with my cousing keep that heat on cock [?] gotta bake that bread, fucking with my butter, put a slice on your head I ain't even really trynna talk no shit, but I'm feeling like the fucking world ultimate She be getting louder the deeper I get Daddy long stroke when I'm making a hit Like bara bing bara boong bara bang, feeling like Ghostface when I let my chain swang All about the peace I just wanna maintain Get my family outta jail even if they in a gang Baby looking good I'm trynna scratch that itch Put it in her belly till it makes her twitch Online with the pine hope the net don't glitch Sliding through your hood I know your set won't trip Riding down the block with my hand on my sack You know I keep it on deck Everbody want the cash [?] homies trynna [?] They ain't thinking pay checks You can blow up if you wanna You can blow up if you like Lifes about the commas do you the dollars or do you want the stripes We the type of hustlers getting money every night Walk up in the party turn it to a bar fight You don't wanna battle with me nigga please Your rap style comparable to sardines Wouldn't fuck with it if I'm starving and didn't have nothing to eat You couldn't come with it if it's raw dog and it's pussy and she begging you please That west coast really getting chilly when the pistol packing No nigga [?] cracking while we dressing in the latest fashion [Chorus] Put your hands up like your under arrest, I won't shoot ya I ain't got a badge on my chest, twisting up a blunt coz I come from the west She cumming on my dick coz I fuck her the best I'm on it late night thinking of a plot, take the money from the raps Put it in the pot, flip it on the waist so I get it on the spot Yeah I used to have a little now I'm thinking bout a yacht Copped a whole boat let my crew get a few My crew gotta eat, coz my crew got a crew My crew gotta eat, coz my crew got a crew said My crew gotta eat, coz my crew got a crew [Outro] You can blow up if you wanna You can blow up if you like Lifes about the commas do you want some dollars or is out trynna get some stripes Is you out fucking up your life Said is you out fucking up your life One chance