New Energy

A Shawta I'm So Fly I got money stashed for a rainy day, when we hard on times I can't lie Quarter-pounder, flipping raps, never whipping powder In-N-Out, hit em' with the special sauce, like I'm the founder Cocaina--4 plus ingredients like we making chowder After effects is the green, seem like I'm countin' louder Soon as the bands grip, the banks start to routing For the loot, they'll spray up ya shirt, I ain't talking shouting Might aim at ya head, we buss at the feds Buss-Bussing in the crowd, spread like coochie and legs I'm with a bad shawta, and she dumb fine, Uh Cross into ya territory, like I'm Drumline, Uh 4 Door Honda, you don't want dram, wait 4 Door Honda, pulling up on yo momma Spreewell's spinning 360 like the dryer's on I got them premium rubbers baby, I'm Tire Zone Superstar service, even do quickies Don't need no Lube, get you right in a Jiffy Mind on Auto 'cause your Parts Advanced You like the way I walk up, well peep my Stance Frequencies transmitting from ya head, they bumping Food for thought baby, gotta' feast on something See ya mind is the plate that we're never neglectful Because it will immegiately, hit ya dopamine receptors You locked up on this dope, so I'm bout to get to trappin' Like Clash of the Titans, Boy, I'm bout to get it Crackin' A Shawta, I'm So Fly I got money stashed for a rainy day, when we hard on times I can't lie If I ain't got it, then you know I'ma get it, A, you know how I ride A, I'm So Fly I got money stashed for a rainy day, when we hard on times I can't lie You couldn't funk with me on ya last day, put ya pride to the side Yea