Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Get in the car, hittin' the dope
Gettin' the coke, ay, lil' ****, hit the floor
I'm smokin' dope, movin' slow
Movin' fast, man, I don't really know
Got a hard head, get the Glock, thirty shots
Lumberjacks, split it open
Get your thot, she is hot, she will not, not stop feelin' on me
Ridin' round, it's goin' down, it's goin' up
These fuck **** know what's up
It's goin' round, it's goin' out, it's goin' in, goin' in to finish up
The bands is up, money's up, bitch is up
**** put your feelings up
This Dillinger hit ya up, up and down, round and round, cylinder
[Verse 2]
Bitch came in my mansion, she trippin', she's in my pantry
I see why she got cavities, she say she want some candy
I got dozens of eggs, that's dozens of yolk, you hear me?
Come through like it's Halloween, sendin' eggs all down your chimney
[Verse 3]
I thought it was Christmas, got your mistress wrapped up
You think that I'm kiddin'? round of applause, get clapped up
Like I want the roll so bad, get on the spot and not act up
Sosa tsunami jump out on your block, now it's cracked up
[Verse 4]
You's a candle, I'm a lamp
Where's the cane? I'm a pimp
Where's the space? I'm claustrophobic
Move out the lane 'cause I am bowlin'
Dribble, dribble, I am ballin'
Shitty ****, he's a staller
Doggystyle, she bendin' over
She let me fuck and I didn't even know her
Smokin' big ass blunts the size of my fist
Start runnin', but I have your keys
Start drivin', better have your gas
Start eatin', better have your teeth
Eighty inch TV fell on me, I think I got the devil on me
[Verse 5]
But I got the Lord on me
Fuck these **** that's doubtin' on me
When you see me on your TV speak
Everytime they see Keef he eat
I treat the hood of my car, like a seat
I treat your hood and your block like the sea
You think that you's a shark, but you's a goldfish
Boy, your ass a parrot, get your nose hit
I'm somethin' like pour some water on a wall switch
You think I got halitosis how I talk shit
You would think I ain't got no car how I'm walkin'
This dog got me livin', I should bark it
Get yourself in order and I'm on my law shit
Ya get it? Law & Order, investigatin' **** that talk shit, bang
Written by: Keith Cozart
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