krueger

Riding 'round town with a toaster, shit been fucking my shoulder up F*ck around, come a lil' closer, you must think I'm playing or something I might snatch your chain, you gon' run and get your gang or something Going against the grain, my niggas we don't feel pain, we flaming something Yeah, if you mention my name, your name on a grave, I'm keeping it plain and simple Yeah, we carving out space, hit you on the side of your face and shit, like a dimple Pockets they fat, like hippo Riding 'round town with a Kendall Pussy ass nigga, get the memo Niggas they soft, like a pillow Keep me a smith, like Willow Free my dogs out the kennel Popping my shit, no mento Paying with drums, no Metro Hit him up, now he moving slow mo Shawty up and down, like a pogo Everyday putting that shit on, shit like a makeover Deep in the water, like mako Pussy taste sweet, like mango I'm in the game finna takeover I'm so high finna takeoff Empty the clip, like Draco, leave your face gone, get your payroll Do what I say so Walking around with a bankroll I almost sprained my ankle I'm in the cut like an angle Sitting at the top like a halo Keep me a dime, like JLo Painted her face like Van Gogh Hello, shaking that shit like Jell-O Hold on, I'm finna get my roll on Let's go, she on her knees, like Petco I know I'm in her guts, like Pepto Retro running it back, like Retro You a lil' dumb hoe I'm off the wall, like a payphone I'm heating up, left the stove on Inside her body, like chromosome Get out the way, you in my zone Throwing it back, like a yo-yo Flicking it up, like a photo Dropping the top of the four-door With two hoes, out in Soho I'm finna get in that one mode I'm finna start losing control Turning it up, like a remote Running to the bread, getting my dough Uh oh Calling your phone, like principal I'm at the top, like mistletoe I'm out of town, in Mexico I'm right here, what you looking for? Inhale the smoke, that chemical Eating me up, like carnivore Playing these same games, shit ain't a festival Stuck in the same ways, think you should let 'em go Letting my chain swing, this shit like a merry-go I'm still with the same gang, that's something that you should know Never gon' switch up Pop out the blue, like a hiccup Get on the ground, it's a stick up You gon get one, if you look up Better look down, keep your chin tucked Recommend not trying your luck You might end up with a gut tuck From the gutter The way I was raised, I was rougher Never really changed, I was stubborn I'm so high, I caught rug burn I'm pushing this bitch, burn rubber She eating me up, like supper Open her up, like a cupboard