Inkredible

Lyrics

[Intro] I-I-I-I-Incredible (Incredible, incredible, incredible) [Verse 1: Trae tha Truth] Tha Truth back, let's get to business It's something unfamiliar, call it a foreign image Paint heavily leaking, I guess it wasn't finished Riding with something freaky, they tell me she the business The chain clear, stones never cloudy Sixty racks or better, nigga ask about me Certified gangsta, bitch don't ever doubt me Welcome to the streets, you can't get in without me I'm presidential, Obama painted the fo's black Chopper in the Chevy, top rolled back My life a motion picture, bitch I ain't gotta act I send 'em to your section, nigga hold that It's raining scattered bullets, too late to run for cover I drain 'em like Kobe then I evacuate to the gutta On somethin' that's pokey with looks and a trunk that like to stutter I rank as the king of the city, it ain't gon be another [Interlude] Incredible (Incredible, incredible, incredible) [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] Uh, I'm sending shots, it's happy hour I shoot from close range, I'ma need a shower Brains in the sink, body on the counter Women and the kids, leave em how I found em I'm a real nigga, stand still nigga I'll cut your face, have you lookin like Seal nigga Then I pull your card, then I deal with you Gamble with your life, is this your lucky night? My bitch so fucking right, every night I fuck her twice Big boy money bitch, pockets on Charlie Wise Tatted up, I'm scarred for life, tell the cops I know all my rights Got choppers, I don't mean Harley bikes, drop 'em like a bag of ice Shades dark, flag bright, wallet chain, chrome horse Hair to the fucking back, call that shit Rosa Parks Dr. Carter, man I gave hip-hop open heart Young Money baby a.k.a Noah's Ark [Interlude: Lil Wayne] Incredible (Incredible, incredible, incredible) Hahaha, and I'm Noah, hahaha Young Mula baby! [Verse 3: Rick Ross] My money long, my temper short My cars foreign, my dick a boss The guns new, the beef old It's time to come through, like never before Liquid C4, look at me ho Look into my eyes, do you see a C.O.? I'm talking kilo's, time to reload Map fout ou deyo – "Shut the fuck up" in Creole Bitch I'm paid up, get ya weight up Peel the top back, reel the shades up I got them automatics so you know I'm automatic All my auto's automatic, you know that's automatic What you niggas want to see? Don't get caught in the street I got G's that'll wait for a quarter key (Nigga) I'm living nigga (Nigga) fuck the critics nigga (Fuck em) Shit is serious nigga (Serious) you hear the lyrics nigga (Ricky, nigga) [Outro] Incredible (Incredible, incredible, incredible) Incredible (Incredible, incredible, incredible)