[Intro]
Fresh in em calicos
Don't know where I be
But I'm not at home, not at all
Dreaming so high
I need aderralll
I am an animal
[Verse 1]
Khan in the cut now
Got gra** to cut down
Gon' work till sun down
We know that time is money
So I be putting in minutes
It won't let me punch out
Speedin; it's the last ride
Key in my Sienna believe we alive
Cuz' it's all for the chicken
You know that I don't lie
Me and my dawgs gon' be hogging at Popeyes
Now I'ma let the pace switch
Through trials and tribulations we came in
Still racing, right now in the van though
Next time Lambo when I watch this year go like Van Ghou
Can't close the door that I broke
To me you a John Doe
To them I'm John Rambo
RVEES fresh with camo, my peoples is Camels
But it's all good cuz' a drought I can handle (sh**)
Kid get a grip, spit out of spite (Ahhh)
Thirst for blood let me mix it with Sprite
Now Michael Tyson gon' fight Golliath
Keep it movin' through the shootin' I'm Michael Myers
Better check your tires
North Vagabond, Winters coming
So my engine runnin'
NOBVLL on the wire f**in up the function
Came broke to this city F.O.B. in me won't stop at nothing
[Pre-Chorus]
We came to f** it up
Turn up and then live it up
Ice cold
Im ice cold
Im ice cold
I feel the rush
Now baby just give it up
I been out of touch with my soul
With my soul
With my soul
Waking to
[Chorus] x 2
Get close
To get dough
To get mo'
Licensed to be like this
I'm licensed to be like this
[Verse 2]
Numero Uno
I'ma get a Juno
Hair game so vicious b**hes call me Justin Trudeau
Rappers be like Bruno
You ain't rapping it right
Y'all imagine giving handies when you grabbing the mic?
f** P's Q's, I see through deceitful fool
f** acting polite
Gotta' capitalize on every mistake you make
Another step for me to take, selfish with my aim
Man I came then I saw, so I called alll my dawgs
Then we barked at you all, so y'all ran to the stall
Then we f**in conquered
"Incompetent " that what they call me?
Why ain't you talking all that Steven Hawking?
Pardon me, it's the world we live in
You believe me when I'm ignorant so f** it
No apologies!
Got me thinking that I'm dead son
I ain't with that pill poppin but I'm swallowing the red one
With the red rum then my head spun...no U-turns
So I point a hand gun to my damn skull
Now we let the led run may yo' a** catch up
Everyday it's beef; we eat if you let us
Want all of it
Pray that we don't suffer
But please don't let the booty be your last supper
[Pre-Chorus]
We came to f** it up
Turn up and then live it up
Ice cold
Im ice cold
Im ice cold
I feel the rush
Now baby just give it up
I been out of touch with my soul
With my soul
With my soul
Waking to
[Chorus] x 2
Get close
To get dough
To get mo'
Licensed to be like this
I'm licensed to be like this