Terry Crews

Lyrics

[Intro] (Hokatiwi) [Verse 1: BabyTron] Eighty dollars what I need for a durantula Heard he at the BNB, we pull up, shoot the mansion up The chop got more legs on that bitch than a tarantula If I don't got that bitch on me, I'ma knuckle sandwich something Huh, jamming chips till they jam me up Stand out in the room and I ain't even standing up Goose parka big as fuck, got a gadget tucked RIP Cartier Cash, bitch, you can add me up [Verse 2: TrDee] I don't know nobody with no money, just to keep it real Opposition said they getting to it? They is not for real Heard y'all niggas put him on a shelf, I cannot sign a deal Yeah, I'm kinda skinny but pockets get a lot of meals Give me ten minutes, I'ma have her like she Winnie Pooh She gon' flock to me like a bird, told that bitch to shoo [Verse 3: StanWill] Knowing she belong to the streets, bitch, I'm hip to you I ain't into beef, I could show you what the chicken do Running 'round, pockets half my weight Lil'-ass money, boy, you couldn't even cash my steak Got about twenty jacks off, I don't masturbate Come in Saks with me, I could show you how the rappers play Saying that you punch on fast beats? You a copycat I could really preach 'bout this piece, feel like Gandhi ass Reaching over here? All he grabbed was a body bag Running 'round like I'm Terry Crews, with my cocky-ass [Verse 4: BabyTron] Bitch biracial and my chain tricolor Bro up close, lay it up, don't like jumpers Eight hunnid dollar Off-White Nike runners Got a hunnid different names that I swipe under [Verse 5: TrDee] Chop came with Red Bull, couple shots give him wings Old hoes see me buzzing, damn, I know it kinda stings Seen her with a lame nigga, I ain't even say a thing It was for the free, I ain't even have to pay a thing [Verse 6: StanWill] I done brought yo bitch to the lab like she Dexter sis I been rebounding out of Sprint, how I'm catching bricks To the opps, fuck yo dead mans, he can rest in piss I don't small talk, Glock greet him, he done met the blick [Verse 7: BabyTron, TrDee & StanWill] Bitch broke her neck, turned around like The Exorcist Real Visa Man, walk in the store paperless Chop got a angled foregrip, ain't no extra kick 2014, young Tron stuffed them Mexx with six