Nyah (Bitch) Your gang a circus full of clowns Pulled up in some Diesel jeans for her to pull 'em down You would think that Cuddy chest pressin' how he pushin' pounds You get pushed around You be lookin' up to motherfuckers, I be lookin' down Fully switch'll turn his hoopty to a unicycle Huntin' for an opp, no, not a deer I ever shoot a rifle If I'm ever number one contender, they gon' lose the title Feelin' like I'm T Bone, I'll ride rockets for new arrivals Catch that pussy, make him bleed like he was goin' through a cycle Golden rope, it's wrapped around my neck, you'd think I'm suicidal Any time my brother ran a route, you know I threw a spiral As many times I spinned your lil' ho, you'd think your boo a vinyl You could never hit the stage, the crowd'd throw tomatoes at you When it's time to go and slide, I might just throw the Draco at you I hope you ready, ain't no bitchin' I hope you should keep your album in the vault off how the snippets sound You would think we fillin' up balloons with all these whippets 'round Walk him down, then run away, then you can catch me skippin' towns Off an addy, you would think I popped an O-dose Dressin' like a samurai, I popped out, Yohji Yamamoto Golden Presi' chocolate face, you'd probably think the watch a Rolo Live the fast live, and with this double cup, I'm drivin' slo-mo He got biscuits on his feet, in other words, he's rockin' Nono Custo bought a bird that couldn't even fly, he copped a dodo, bitch The chains hit different, you would think I'm FYB If I stacked the mula, it'll fit right in in NYC Problems in my life a lil' more serious than XYZ Ho brain extravagant, she should've went to MIT I got Poole and Pontiac, you would think I'm DDG Me and brodie ridin' 'round with twin Glocks, DCG Give him angel wings, turn him to dust, the bullets PCP What he's wearin' ancient, think his 'fit was made in BCE Y'all was playin' Manhunt, we was hittin' cribs Y'all was grindin' My Park while me and gang was hittin' licks Y'all don't got a thing to eat, we've been diggin' in Real life GTA, but shit, the only mission's win Make your bitch swallow my sword If you lookin' for the Plug, you better just follow the cords Life gets hard, just hold on tight, somethin' like a trapeze Gang deep as hell on bullshit, somethin' like a stampede Nyah