Lil Duke - f** 12 lyrics

[Intro] f** the police, f** the police, f** the police I got bails in the cop, I got bails in the cop I'm a young n***a wylin' I got bails in the cop, I got bails in the cop I'm a young n***a wylin' [Hook: MPA Wicced] f** 12, f** 12 I got bond money, f** a jail cell f** 12, f** 12 I got bond money, f** a jail cell f** 12, f** 12 I got bond money, f** a jail cell f** 12, f** 12 I got bond money, f** a jail cell [Verse 1: Young Thug] Thug rolled a motherf**in' grammy You put 'em out the rolls just like bananas 34 birds with me, red Bucannon Old dead people dancin' in my pocket Rasputia's Granny Your b**h let me in while you gettin' banded Young Thug nuttin' everywhere, gotta buy some panties Tuck my napkin in my shirt, mob boss manners Nasty b**hes can't stand me Caught my b**h clean like an empty house attic Check my closet Bally Red rag comin' from the right like I'm about to challenge Peyton Manning accuracy, Randy Moss status House two times bigger, four baths back [Hook] [Verse 2: MPA Duke] I'm workin', I'm playin' with sandwich bags and them scale Then I head to the turf and I'm like f** 12 f** them white folk that gave my little buddy an L So I do this for him when I'm rappin' dummy bells f** a cell, I'm payin' in a cash bond And you gettin' bunned if you don't got them cash funds Servin' on the block can take off when crash comes And right back to the block just like we left somethin' I don't trust 'em, them crackers k**ed my homeboy So every single night I smoke one for my homeboys I ain't foot locker, but I'm servin' the J's In love with the alphabet, I married the K [Hook] [Verse 3: MPA Wicced] f** 12, this a six figure operation I'm still beatin' those down, dodgin' traffic and casin' Hey Miss Catherine Johnson I'm ridin' for you baby With a shoulder strapped chopper and nina my baby My blind opened a little, the trap going crazy Four (?) for the camera, f** the narcs and agents Cause gettin' this paper is so contagious I'm gone work this b**h until they serve them work paper I'mma switch right up, gone duck low in Decatur A on the flow, bales of the gas on the table No longer a soldier, but keep that Cain and Abel I'm direct with it, you do basic cable [Hook]