Jackie Chan

Watty's a psycho I ain't playin' with these niggas, I ain't playin' with these niggas I ain't playin' with these niggas, I ain't playin' with these niggas I ain't playin' with these niggas Or these bitches Fit after fit, man, this shit gettin' ridiculous Pop out, blue, red, all type of britches Steppin' left, right, Jackie Chan how I'm kickin Popeye, pull up flexin' on niggas with the spinach I love savin' bread, but I feel better when I spend it Door dash, pull up on a nigga in thirty minutes He left in a bag, but his brain was not in it Bet that, anything I said, then I meant that Purp got me up off the earth like a jet pack Look at they neck, you tryna see where I step at Six-four, built for the sex, I come with that Take that, break a bitch down like a Kit Kat All that ass, get a pass, ride like Six Flags Anything's possible, but these niggas rat like Rufus Ruthless, boop, bop, bingo, leave him toothless Clueless, Nikes on my feet cause I just do this Drop top, lock, I pop and leave him ruthless Precious ass niggas always bitchin' when the shoe fits They jockin' moves, feel like '01, came with the blueprint Coach ain't the goat, lie to me and tell me who is The lie detector test already told us who the truth is Slide around the map, lil' baby, say she like my movement Boy, you are a square, you could never sit with the cool kids We aren't the same, lil' nigga, stop actin' clueless Never dunked in the game, till the plug, he alley-ooped it I ain't playin' with these niggas, I ain't playin' with these niggas I ain't playin' with these niggas, I ain't playin' with these niggas I ain't playin' with these niggas