Pulp Fiction

Back in my bag

Pushin' it back to back

Doin' them sleezy

Stack the cash

Rackin' it stack for stack

& they still sleepin'

Already got the neck, so I want the ass

Treatin her treashy

Need them to stop the cap, stick to the facts

You still greasy

Gimme a paper, I rip it to pieces

Kill it & then I’m leaving the scene while she still leaking

Been on one like I just popped a bean, I’m leanin

I’m feelin like Jules today tomorrow I’ll be feelin like Julius Caesar

I stopped numbin the pain away

Back on bully my neck just came out the freezer

Flex on my demons

I’m bringing the team w me & we stay feasting

On a whole other level

Dogs all out the cage, we ripped off the muzzles

Never out on the arm It’s all on the muscle

Been in the struggle, so you know we stick to the hustle

Shits too funny til' shit get ugly

Ain’t ever back on my bummy

We movin' so militant

Girls act so interested

Til' there’s an incident and then they an innocent citizen

All about discipline

Been on my sweet shit

I'm a shot of her insulin

Not on my street shit but I’ve been killin' it

Bucket hat on the island I’m feelin like Gilligan

Give it my all the fuck is a minimum

Gotta tan girl & she a lil Dominican

Boostin' adrenaline

Baby I'm a gangster and gentleman

Stick to the regiment

All in and outta my element

Don’t be callin my government

Countin up Benjamin’s

All about Action

Stealin the thunder feelin like Percy

Smooth like Michael

Stonewall like Bo

I’m Stashin them Jackson's bitch

Back in my bag

Pushin' it back to back

Doin' them sleezy

Stack the cash

Rackin' it stack for stack

& they still sleepin'

Already got the neck, so I want the ass

Treatin her treashy

Need them to stop the cap, stick to the facts

You still greasy