[Into]
Yeah, I'm rollin'
[Verse 1: theOGM]
I send them middle fingers sky high, triple black bin
I'm in overload, I won' overdose
I can smoke a O and still poke a hoe with no doe to blow
I ain't frontin' on a east coast n***a with a thing for a
Brown skin mama with the cream to post
Let the camera roll, let the carpet roll
When I touch the store, cook down, so we tiptoe down
Come around to your memory lane, with a fine-toothed comb, let me sit in your brain
Someone tell me where the blindfold enemies hang
Bring a sixpack, zigzag, rebel sh**, cannabis
Fired up when I bust a rhyme but I'm up mack rhyme like a duct tape one
Had the money store with a d**h grip, drip, zip
Me headin' straight for that shine
So I let them do their job and...
[Hook]
Let them, let them take it down (take it down)
Let them take it down (take it down)
So I let them do their job and let them take it down (take it down, take it down), down (oh yeah)
So I let them do their job and let them, let them take it, take it down
Take it down, (Oh I like that) take it down (Oh I like that)
So I let them do their job and let them, let them, let them, take it down
Take it, take it, take it down, take it down
So I let them do their job and let them take it down
[Verse 2: Eaddy]
Let me break it down
Mother's crying, children dying, bodies lying on the floor, bloody face down
Don't make a f**ing sound, or I will hang you from a tree, if you run you disease
You can [?] and never be found
Cas I won't leave a single trace I'll mush your face to a zombie b**h, that's cannibal sh**
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