Flying Dutchmen

Hey, let's get this shit done fast bro, I got somewhere to be bro, alright Bitch I own it, bitch yeah Woah, woah, where Balenciaga walk straight through the door, bitch Came from out of town, came back with some grown shit Met a best friend then I gave that bitch some grown dick Huh, you can't try to jack my swag, bitch I own it Hit Tacoma then went back home with my own lick You can try to do a blitz my shooter zoned in, bitch yeah Bitch you know I'm off a perky, I been rolling I be posted with the Crips like I'm Mack They say Issy on that track, oh shit, damn he back How you say you smoking' Issy, little bitch you smoking' crack Say this block ain't shit, turn your whole block to Iraq Uh, I been getting all these stacks Uh, walking out the store with these clothes Bitch you know I'm out of saks now Talkin' on my name, we gon' fuckin' put him off the map now Takin' off his head and I put it on his lap now Rudolph red beam and I put it to his nose Walkin' up in Seattle and bitch I'm selling' out shows And when I looked up in the row, man I swear I saw your hoe Pull up like FBI, open up I'm kicking' through the door Sneaking' up and he don't hear a sound Walk up on that boy and I hit him with a hundred rounds How you say you gang, I ain't never seen you in this town Yeah you know I'm turnt up, you can never turn me down Bitch I'm in that boat, call it flying Dutchman Posted on the Ave, I be posting with some huntsman Catch me on the bay, I be chilling with some Dutch twins Pull up on that Opp block and he running Bitch you know that I been gunning And you know my shooters hunting I just opened up the vault, she said that's some big ol' money Put him in a body bag, wrap him up like a mummy I been on a spree, leave the whole streets fuckin' bloody Whoa, huh, whoa, huh Wear Balenciaga, walk straight through the door, bitch Came from out of town, came back with some grown shit Met a best friend, then I gave that bitch some grown dick Huh, you can't try to jack my swag, bitch I own it Hit Tacoma, then went back home with my own lick You can't try to do it, bitch, my shooters zoned in Yeah, bitch you know I'm off that perky And you know that I been rolling And you know that I been rolling