Chris Crack - White Van lyrics

[Verse 1] Look, don't run when that white van pull up Look, all my people been a victim to the guns n' roses No staples we was chosen by the ones that wrote it Nova scotia where I'm posted Nig 50 on me Rub my back down with lotion, got the trapper potion Flipping sh**, back was counting stacks, package opens Can you buy that, a cla**ic Cooler than Jimi Hendrix on acid Ceremony mastered I plastered this face on the concrete Nobody was asking your opinion Just mention my name on twitter Snakes slither through the gra** I live at the top floor I cop more Work to keep my team straight Mean face, cheese cake factory, is where I met your b**h I had the pack with me Vans on, f** the faculty B cut your ear like a f**ing van Gough master piece Wave god in the tennis, b**h why you asking me (Hey it happens G, it happens) (C'mon man what the f** man) [Verse 2] Yeah, look, look Don't let it I got more lettuce And more cheddar Can't let them n***as ketchup Ten steps ahead of These pussies with a yeast infection n***a get your bread up We could take the world back, them people won't let us I'm fed up Behind enemy lines, keep your head up I ain't trying to get wet up You can meet me back on the beach street Got that type of pht pht pht that'll heat seek I'm on ‘shrooms in the sky box, you in cheap seats Ill be damned if I let these f** n***as beat me Wigwam a teepee, and two tents I do this New sh**, like DJ Crew I'm so ruthless ‘94 bone thugs n' harmony Alarming me Authorities Oh, you got some Adderall, damn I need 4 of these Now I got some who*es with me Korean and she Portuguese Never knew George Lucas but I got the force with me Sorcery and witchcraft Remember they was dispatched I should probably get back to regular scheduled program… (b**h, Free Swag, New Deal, out!)