[Intro]
I'm a street n*gga b*tch, I probably wooped yo n*gga ass
SOX Gang, Inglewood, Ingleworld, we everywhere, international
West Coast, East Coast, Down South
They know about the SOX Gang
[Verse 1:]
Right, links and the chain so heavy
Cold game, throw frame, n*gga daddy
Pushing Benz's, growing up we wanted Chevy's
I'm wavy as Max B, still I steer the ship steady, eh
They want a n*gga on a cell block, calling home while yo b*tch got a [?]
They won't be happy till you're shine stop
But worse they want your ass ridin hearse in a [?] box, hey
But still a n*gga risin', no brakes man that boy still ridin'
The hood love it when I get to talkin' fly sh*t
Play me in a whip and tell whoever this is my sh*t, b*tch
This everything I wanted n*gga
Fame and fortune, look at picture, like a bonus n*gga
Sight set on whoever say they want it, n*gga
Mafioso man, I'm just outchea on the podium, n*gga, yeah
[Hook:]
Still in the hood like I ain't got sh*t
Even though the boy got a whole lot
Red eyes on a PJ, late night
Everywhere I land red carpets gotta roll out
Roll out, everwhere I land red carpets gotta roll out
I'm a hot boy even when it's cold out
Everwhere I'm walkin' red carpets gotta roll
[Verse 2:]
I ain't scared of nuthin' but a early death
Cuz you'll ain't gon' be finished gettin' this work yet
Wait, hating n*ggas better speak up
I can't hear you when we hollerin', where the work at
OK, a n*gga been fly got a bird bag
And choppa loaded tryna hit you where it hurts at
You put the beat inside my 'phones, i'mma merk that
n*gga, you don't even know my era go research that
b*tch, I been ill quit talking outta heard that
Trapper turned rapper, n*gga i'mma bring the church back
Bout to park a Lambo in the lobby, where the clerk at
Life is a b*tch, I f*ckin' nut until it slurp that
And I speak the truth 'til you know I can't reverse that
Real life, I ain't actin', can't rehearse that
You see these n*ggas all moving like b*tches
Boy, where your dress, where you heels and your purse at, goddamn n*gga
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
I been on, been a minute since I got my spit on
Since I was 16 all my sixteens killing contract killer murder what I live on
Wait, Been on, holla at your n*gga when you get on
Hop up off the boy di*k, that's deserved seat homie only bad b*tches get to sit on
Wait, Been on, holla at your n*gga when you get on
Wait, Been on, holla at your n*gga when you get on
I heard they ain't f*ckin' with me, and stop f*ckin' with me
This rap game like only pourin' deuces in a 2 litre, moving like it's nuthin' to me, n*gga
[Hook]
[Outro:]
If you don't know, check yo b*tch's contacts
Check yo b*tch recent calls
Check yo b*tch text messages
I bet too much is in 'em, just like I'm in her tummy, hahaa
Inglezone, hahaa
SOX Gang