(Verse 1)
Mic check a check a 3 4 5
More addition up to 9
With the beams flow
Drink more like I'm celebrating cinco de mayo with chico
Hear those people that be so peace and chief though
We go in UTS and KCmo
Don't make me show attitude that made be snow
In your mental state be hoe that will straight be so
Wastefull really waste your labels they go in a grave below
Needo see me do in the throw in beetle
Her hero seem more veho it could be double O STDE though
I'm B bro and I teach your people lethal like I'm C Bone
Get evil I'm tech nizzle for bizzle I'm leaving on a C show
Sea shore, zero left with nothing but b doors
Crows , necks and mosquitos trying to vit on my cheetos
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No wait amigos screaming me hoes amigos
Specially if you feebo, sick and nuts we nutz n***a
(Hook) x2
Go , go nutz
Bottles of ciroc got a n***a tow up
And I pop the molly I'm about to turn up
These b**hes turned up n***as know
We GO
(Verse 2)
My block will hit you 3 4 dark now
Throwing up the west bound then we'll be when we come around
The regime from Oakland to KC
Lee Majors and Yukmouth, connecting with tech n9ne
That grew up on that chain
Freezing that ball see caught heavy with chin lee
I'm in the hood where n******gs still push cream
Pour up and we sell lean more treating the marley
We chill hard in the pen I'm trapping hard where you came
I'm with them goons and the trenches ducking the frogs and the snakes
Tracking games , ducking the law running away where you can
This for my n******gs locked down in the click , shackles and chain
Hustlers and OG's that's the n******gs that know me
Never been a phony chuck back hit with the phony
Counting money no chains I change like I could hang
n***a that go against the great you must be going
(Hook) x2
Go , go nutz
Bottles of ciroc got a n***a tow up
And I pop the molly I'm about to turn up
These b**hes turned up n***as know
We GO
(Verse 3)
Mic check a check a 1 2 3 sh**
This the remix tracking game regime sh**
Yukmouth, Lee Majors and Tech N9ne b**h
Ain't nobody f**ing with my click that Jay Z sh**
Flyer than a G6 , I pull that V12 benz beside your V6
Your b**h wanted me to quick
Now that's some G sh** I don't need you freak b**h
But still I'm making that hard for these pimp n******gs 36
I slide off in that space ship you haters better not say sh**
My goons cropped on space sh**
The banana clips go ape sh**
Give your block a face lift
Leave a hundred shots for the pay lift
From the case C to the main b**h
My n***as ain't nothing to play with
I pop the molly now I'm turning up
Got the b**hes off the molly now they turning up
Got a brick an activist n***as pouring up
Trekkie game get this stain n******gs knowing up
(Hook) x2
Go , go nutz
Bottles of ciroc got a n***a tow up
And I pop the molly I'm about to turn up
These b**hes turned up n***as know
We GO