Lyrics
[Verse 1: Bodega Bamz]
That tan flag, that's on me
You see your bitch, that's all me
We don't window shop we hug the block, I can't leave the streets all lonely
Machete swing like Danny
My esse's that's brown power
, 9-11 turbo that's horse power
That escobar, that's white power
I keep powder like Montana, Tony Tone my drug grammer
I make it snow on St. Nick, what the fuck you thought I am Santa
If her pussy dry like cana,Da ho gotta go right now
I keep that 40 in my hamper, too dirty for the road right now
You keep on thinkin' I won't clapp ya, Cousin Joe reload right now
For them bucks we'll Warren Sapp ya, two 9's on spine back now
Nigga roll up stop smokin on a roach cause you remind of Pacquiao
They yellin' papi now, my movement get around
Tan
[Hook: A$ton Matthews]
Leanin' all day, trappin' all night
You look like a lick if I ain't likin' that price
Youngin's won't fold, hit you for a strike
Everything's a go bitch we choppin' on sight
Choppin' on site [x6]
Hit em with with the drum we ain't comin back twice
Lay his pussy ass down boy we choppin' on sight
[Verse 2: A$ton Matthews]
Triple H with that weaponry, Fuck boy!
Leave your head where your legs would be, Summer Slam with that pedigree
Flawless, fuck her mouth and she jawless
Got that work off in that Taurus
Drivin' 'round with hard bargins on
Ric flair aka brick flair
You lookin like you a Lil Scrappy, them 'K 'K 'K clips near
Shit's real, slip and get your wig peeled
Chopper make 'em bounce right to left hit that shoulder lean
Tip drill, cut throat, all my niggas straight cut throat
We chop blocks you get cut loc, showtime you hit front row
Your front line can get drumline when that drum go
Them tips singing like Mariah Cannon, pop that pussy then I pop a xanny
Uhh, got it out the door
Got hoes that are shippin' off the O's
Molly Maid got her slippin off her clothes, she pop lock it and drop it off her nose
You mad cause I'm stylin' on ya, your bitch callin' me your honor swing that gavel on her
Pussy
[Hook]