Gangsta Boo - Indiana Jones lyrics

[Intro] Hey, they say they want that old Gangsta Boo. Alright, so you want me to go back to that 90's sh**, that sh** that had everybody locking 'em in a trunk, hella high, snorting c**aine, smoking weed, robbing n***as and sh**? That's what y'all want, I'mma give it to ya. I ain't a role model now, I'm just giving y'all what y'all want. You wanna take it back to the 90's, that 90's flow? Alright, ho, here we go [Verse 1] Mask to my f**ing face, I'm fiending to increase my high Eyeballs is like red as hell, these b**hes better recognize Rolling a blunt to inhale in my lungs, I'm feeling so so high Now I'm high, really high; mayne, I think that I can fly Chilling at the Honeycomb Hideout with my n***as who Got them choppers and Glocks not locked And best believe they a**'ll shoot Ratchet b**hes all up in my mix with they pettiness Better get the hell up out my face before a player click M-E-M-P-H-I-S, rep it like it's nothing left G-A-N-G-S-T-A -- here to stay, you hoes heard what I said Creeping through the darkness of the cut with my cousin Nate Fear no evil, hear no evil -- got my Locs on face, I'm straight Meet me at the crib about a quarter to eight Bring my package, don't be late Catch you slipping, you won't live Cause n***as gotta pay they bills Fall up in the jungle, hungry ape, go eat your face Rip your heart up out your chest Indiana Jones, ya b**h I'm Indiana Jones, ya b**h I'm Indiana Jones, ya b**h Rip your heart up out your chest Indiana Jones, ya b**h I'm Indiana Jones, ya b**h