JAPANTOWN (feat. ELJAY)

Bitch I'm up in japan town Bitch I'm up in japan town Bitch I'm up in japan town Bitch I'm up in japan town Bitch I'm up in japan town Bitch I'm up in japan town Bitch I'm up in japan town Bitch I'm up in japan town Bitch I'm up in japan town Auto-bot Choppers it make them boys fan out All illuminati uh uh we we moving the Xan routes Too many drums I'm in band now My pockets heavy they weighing a pound now Forty clip bust at your head cause you stand out Cause you stand out I'm so clean like a collar I pop shit Danced on yo grave cause nigga I'm hot shit Next to my slime like we in a cockpit Forty clip Forty clip yeah I cocked it Big Cuban nigga we flossing Talk out of turn its going cost him Fiending for trash you is a possum Pick up your mans oh wait you lost them That theme song for all this moshing Called up slat he get to doxing We need black to stop all the flocking Get out the way shawty you cocking After we done with your mans we might go toss that bitch up in a box Forty clip heavy but I keep steady and watch how the beam running up to your top My bro on the ready one hand on the semi and busy he keeping an eye for da Opps The other one Litty he down for the city the way he keep mixing the sprite with the rocks But bro he real handy when he goin Manny and then he go pull a tool out of the box Extendo clip stretching like Luffy and it's kicking like Sanji the kanji is strong with the box See you bitches is scummy my nigga you reek and you bummy my nigga back the f*ck off the spot Unless you want hollows my nigga fill that shit up your tummy my nigga bet them shits feelin hot I am the man that you want for the spot Twenty Two's heavy all around on your top Empty them shits riding round on to the block Ichigo blades swinging up like a mop I'm in japan town copping shit with them bands out Prophets going have you niggas calling for back up like MAN DOWN MAN DOWN F*ck all the Opps I'm in japan town with a Asian bitch sorry my language is off she speak Japanese with a cute face And I love when she drop for the top I'm down for my niggas no matter the spot I'm going heavy and then going commando empty the shells like I'm talking bout Rambo Bitches all talk but then where is yo mans hoe Six feat deep yea that's where the plan goes Chest and his ribs carrying all of my ammo Samurai slice like we rocking out afros Push his sides up like we whipping up lambo's AYEEEEE I do it for the fives I do it for the guys Stole your bitch man we ain't shy Bomb that shit I aim for the sky Hit that bitch where I lie Mock six flying that's my ride Captain AYEE that's my guy Stars and stripes they crash and die Chopper is tears and its going to cry Deep fried acid he going to fly Baguettes in the face and I trash them We got plugs and I just imagine Caught in the trap boy we had him Talking tough out cold I cracked him