Indict Me

Ay, yuh, ay Real shit, real shit, not no neal shit Real shit, real shit, not no neal shit Real shit, real shit, not no neal shit I just wanna ride round the town, wit my kinfolk Bitch, you know I got my money right, like it's been, though (like it's been, though) And she sittin' on extendos (sittin' on extendos) Bitch, I'm sippin' on that Hen, though (sippin' on that Hen, yuh, yuh) Bitch, got me fucked up If you really wanna push ya luck, get ya fucked up Raygun swangin' on my hip, really get ya fucked up Meet me in a hockey rink, I'd really get ya pucked up Gave that bitch some dick, now she slumped, call it catnip Disappear, and reappear, floatin', like it's magic I control what I can, bitch I make it happen Ain't no worries bout yo ass, cuz you a has been Interlude, bein' fused, shit can really pop me Puttin' trust in the shelf, that's the only right fee Lockin' hands, poppin xan's, just don't excite me Love and lust, double rush, bitches try indict me, indict me Why you trippin' on yourself? You ain't like me You ain't like me, I'm just icey Why you trippin' on yourself? You ain't, you ain't