Lyrics

[Intro] I will ask you for mercy I will come to you blind What you see is the worst me Not the last of my kind [Chorus] From an ounce to an eighth Eighth to a quarter Quarter to a half Half to a fluffy Kilooo (Kilooo) From one bird to two Two birds to four Four to... Nah don't even call me no more I'm on the looow (Looow) [Verse 1: Joell Ortiz] Bust it open and see the crystals Can't stand too close you'll get the sniffles When I do deals with these I bring the pistols Cause niggas might alpo when your wrist do (facts) Nah I ain't the plug I just keep word And it's always black and white striped t-shirts Official - in case y'all missed that line Anybody who ran off I know they missed that line But I ain't never got to chase them, catch them in due time Think they found a new connect but they connect is my - nevermind I remember when this felt like a grind Now it just feels like phone calls that come and bring me mine [Chorus] From an ounce to an eighth Eighth to a quarter Quarter to a half Half to a fluffy Kilooo (Kilooo) From one bird to two Two birds to four Four to... Nah don't even call me no more I'm on the looow (Looow) [Verse 2: Fred the Godson] I understand the story but I'm good God (good) Them thousand grams is for me then we good squad (good squad) It's mandatory, do a good job Like the Yankees, man did Torre do a good job I heard Ye like Kim robbed in Paris I rebounded with a bird just like Robert Parish Embarrassed when a fiend give me numbers under a nine I think he lyin I'll test more, one at a time My work is gotta grind, one spot I lost a band on it Now it's ironic how sunblock got tan on it More 'caine than the elders Damn I wish I met Griselda [Chorus] From an ounce to an eighth Eighth to a quarter Quarter to a half Half to a fluffy Kilooo (Kilooo) From one bird to two Two birds to four Four to... Nah don't even call me no more I'm on the looow (Looow)