Going Ham lyrics

[Verse 1: Yung Joc]
n*ggas in my face, pistols by the waist
These b*tches f*cking with me, I need [?] by the case
I got expensive tastes, old Jocca pay the play
A hundred on a watch and I can't tell the time of day
Okay, got me leaning like promethazine and lemon lime soda
Got me blowing sticky green with a lemon lime odor
Hold a stealth, black paint, Panamera when I roll up
I go hard in the paint, I'm just tryna make my quota
Got a big booty b*tch and she walk with a twist
And she talk with a lisp, and it come from sucking (Shh, shh)
I don't kiss and tell, I just tell 'em where to kiss
Tell 'em call me Mr. Robinson 'cause I think I'm the sh*t

[Chorus: Yung Joc]
I got my shades checked, my cologne is smelling fresh
Got them bands in my pocket and my squad is on deck
Neck and wrist so rocky, so you know I'm c*cky
b*tch, I look good, and you n*ggas can't stop me
Hold up, motherf*cker, goddamn
When I walk through the door
This motherf*cker going ham
Hold up, motherf*cker, goddamn
When I walk through the door
This motherf*cker going ham
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
[?] party [?]
[?] Usher, and he said [?]
[?] same color [?]
Just spin me like I'm Hova 'cause I'm Gucci Mane the soldier
[?], baby, 'cause I'm really stoned
She f*cking all night long, wake up, start drinking Patron
What she like? What she want? I supply, I got a store
She [?] not at all
[?] on different levels [?] another zone
[?] smell like what I'm smoking on
[?] off the table
[?] my pinky ring [?] record label

[Chorus: Yung Joc]
I got my shades checked, my cologne is smelling fresh
Got them bands in my pocket and my squad is on deck
Neck and wrist so rocky, so you know I'm c*cky
b*tch, I look good, and you n*ggas can't stop me
Hold up, motherf*cker, goddamn
When I walk through the door
This motherf*cker going ham
Hold up, motherf*cker, goddamn
When I walk through the door
This motherf*cker going ham
[Bridge: Yung Joc]
Alright, alright, the [?]
Louis [?], I pop that, where my damn Cîroc at?
The club gon' go loonie when the f*cking DJ drop that
[?] Joc and Gucci rock that

[Chorus: Yung Joc]
I got my shades checked, my cologne is smelling fresh
Got them bands in my pocket and my squad is on deck
Neck and wrist so rocky, so you know I'm c*cky
b*tch, I look good, and you n*ggas can't stop me
Hold up, motherf*cker, goddamn
When I walk through the door
This motherf*cker going ham
Hold up, motherf*cker, goddamn
When I walk through the door
This motherf*cker going ham