(Jesus) Yeah, yeah, hell Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, hell Yeah, yeah,
Froze over, you thought you could hold Yoda With flows older than the first cold soda Grow more for my those rojo soldiers Them cincos are at it again, doja I am like Iron Mike, in the day My rhyming's height, defiant flight Try and bite, a razor in a candy apple A taser and a jammy By a neighbor with the family Laboring a man he's I get angry, I sip (chea!) on your rich lawn I was up Muslim and Christian I studying Chrislam (Chea!) That's not a thing so I this John In your palm Give her beautiful to kiss on 'Till I one to her lip balm (Chea!) I've been since Reagan in politics Polished it got a big wallet where all of my dollars sit To the wall is split, then I gotta sick the casa, god exists 'Cause a lot of chicks holler "Mr. Chopper hot as shit"
They say I'm the at what I do After me 5, 4, 3, and 2 Sometime I they all gum bumpin' So I them all to put that on somethin' Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put that on
Yeah, I guess I'm supposed to with that fast flow Woo! I guess I'm supposed to come that gas flow But no, just spit it, I'mma get it good Wish you would tell me I should do I don't know, hit the Uh, yeah, feel I been here before Maybe I have but I can't with it Hit 'em with a semiautomatic, 'em duck with it Speaking on lyrical Everybody in my vicinity blowing they mind Kennedy I got no love for the enemy, tell me the remedy I'm like what's good, fine Tell me what's on your mind, rewind shit My is beyond this shit I put that on everything, I'm just honest, shit So what's up, up Tech I'm for the hold up but I been on the road Should have had verse to your ass a long time ago I put that on everything, I ain't had a minute to myself But I living like I ain't finna see tomorrow I focused on no wealth I been living good, I been fine the Sriracha, I put that shit on all of mine Busting like Columbine with a terrorist's mind That's been confined in four for some time
say I'm the best at what I do After me 5, 4, 3, and 2 Sometime I think all gum bumpin' So I tell them all to put on somethin' Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put on everything
Sriracha, the flavor We gotcha, haters jock us These choppers the knockers then blocker every chakra eager to off ya You can bet we doin' it proper When I put the bullets in a with a hoodie nobody gonna stop us, nobody gon' top us We leave 'em no option, leave 'em with no conscience Leave 'em with no oxygen, leave 'em with no And even though I see what they watchin' TV a DVD, I can repeat When I see street shockin' if it need be then I just eat beats And I'm Eazy-E, I eat like I'm EBT shopping Credit Max, bend the bars back your hoe, get brain and all that Run in your house and bring your back Sever your and dead the doormat Who got the keys to the rented Can't me, I'm the man in all black I been a nice chap Catman on crack that, I been nice way before that Can't ignore that, you can try But you gon' end up next to I'm that pen that wrote the I'm on skin like vitiligo Sing for the moment, I hit the high please let Elton John know Tell the I'm Hect Camacho With a Catholic and the Pentecostal Why you wiggidy wiggidy wack, gettidy get in the back With a umbilical patch, jump in the of the track None of y'all niggas can act so y'all are packed Come and get it again, a bitch in the whip Give me your to fall, I'm gonna fit in the car I can do than yours, I can be ready to brawl I can be shattered and all, nobody to be hard be ready for war, tell me who ready for more
They say I'm the best at I do After me 5, 4, 3, and 2 I think they all gum bumpin' So I them all to put that on somethin' Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put that on