Ordells Kangol

Lyrics
[Intro] Uh, look Daleon Okay Okay [Verse 1] Uh, give me the word, watch me take it down Give me a gallon and a curb, watch me break it down Be quiet as a mouse, bet' not make a sound The double standard is crazy 'cause rats will take you down, uh I'm globetrotting, I've been making rounds Bitches been acting like Feds, they tryna take me down, uh Stiff arm like Bo Jack in that Raiders throwback I've been solid since stealing cars with LoJack, know that The bitch is tripping, I ain't go back If you think you lonely now, I'm Bobby Womack Hit her with the black box and a gold wrap Only dropped a few dollars for it, she dropped a whole rack I feel like Samuel L. Jackson with the soul patch Up in Jackie Brown with the rusty brown pony tail, uh If you ain't know me then, I bet you know me now ErThangSkanless, we gon' hold it down, Killa! [Jackie Brown Interlude - Beaumont, Ordell] Man, you must be out of your fuckin' mind if you think I'm finna get in this dirty ass trunk We ain't going nowhere but to Korea Town, man [Verse 2] We going hard 'til we get it right I'm ten years in with this shit, I'm barely breaking ice Shout out to them Spanish bitches with the steak and rice She said that bundle ain't fit, still made her take it twice Roll the dice, I hit a seven, bet I throw it twice Remy Martin, green bottle, hold the ice Pour some out like prepping for a Dirty Sprite Big Yea, coked out Forces, the pearly whites I done shared prison cells with niggas serving life Real ones get to die once, bitch niggas, they die twice Maybe three times, make it a thousand Them shooters come in head first like when babies be crowning I'm from the school of hard knocks, it ain't come with no counselor When it come to fishscales, yeah, we call that flounder, uh Quarter pounder, shells bigger than Bowser's G's on your head, catch bullets, you Andre Rison, Killa!
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Credits
- Writers
- T.F
- Khrysis