Interlude (dearth)
I walk through your hood, and pop your hood
And by hood I mean head, bitch niggas get filled with lead
Still on the sickest shit, I still be the wickedest
My kush so strong you cannot help but get a whiff of this
Can't no nigga do what I do when I do what I do
'Cause I'm at a new plateau
Got a pistol in my pants, I'm aiming for that cameltoe
In case you do not know, this how we do every fucking day
Do not tempt me 'cause I will fuck yo' bitch if you bring her around this way
Rocking so much red, you would think I was a sadist
If work is a getaway then I'm a excellent escapist
Touch it, push it, zip it, lock it
Haters knock it 'cause I walk around with a bunch of fat knots up in my pocket
Enough of the dead flow, I'm back up on my scrilla shit
I'm talking 'bout that stunna, doughboy, drug-dealing shit
A nigga step stupid then it's click, clack, blam
And if ya want a twin rock then I'm your man
They ask me how I do this
'Cause I leave these bitches clueless
When I spit in a frenzy, fake motherfucka's envy me
Until the motherfucking death, but as you can see I could not care less
[Hook]
Touch it, push it, systematic
Bring it back, now fuck you faggots (x6)