War Zone

Man that motherfucker ten toes two heels Really do this shit for real F*ck a dot line all mine how I make a mill Done deal behind the scene whole city lit Short fuse quick to blow never really gave a shit Grandfathered to the game the way I clock in Making plays every week I'm on top ten Escape room studio bitch I'm locked in Whole town a war zone when I drop in Kalis OG what I lace up Jaw drop like rock pick yo face up Man this job ain't shit check the pay stub Whole team yelling out we don't give a f*ck I'm so far gone I write songs they tell me drop more Hit that push button dash lit hop in that four door I just hop in more like drop in that seat sit so low In the cockpit I'm reckless feel like Han Solo All I need is one stick Two clips Three all down to ride Four five in the waist line Triple six to the day that I die Running up the numbers like it's motherfucking game time Oh so yo shit lit only thing bouncing is yo checks Had to split fifty percent cause you vibing with the rest Oh yea it cost to be the boss you regret when you go flex Bitch I'm in the mix bread sticks when I get Chex