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[Intro]
Shout to my nigga Shellcase for doin' this beat for me too
That nigga look like a praying mantis
[Verse 1]
Drunk off a hard liquor, pourin' bottles over bitches
Pourin' hollows over haters, killin' insecure niggas
Feelin' like the old Jigga, old Nas
Old BIG, new Pac, oh my God, he's alive, he drop
Bombs on your intellect
Bombin' everything from the streets to the internet
Get the instrumental wet
Then I'ma buss a nut, yep, I'm a my fuckin' nut
That is not an Escalade, that's a damn armor truck
Shoot who? Shot what?
You ain't popped shit but some bubblegum and a bump
Who you motherfuckers want?
Leave a motherfucker slumped from the fuckin' pump
He's a peanut to an elephant, put that nigga in the trunk
Might be held in Houston, lean in my pimp cup
Ridin' 84's, throw it like a shot put
Hoes on my jock like I'm from the ATL
And I know black choppers on the rooftop
Flip a nigga like he was a NBA mascot
Strip a nigga from his wave cap to his tube socks
Got it from my grandpops, raised on them Compton blocks
Every day caught a fade like we on the barbershop
Goons in the parkin' lot
Ooh, you's a fool if you bark a lot with no bite
Like an iguana, get killed right in front of your momma
Hold tight, coroner coming
Summertime, perfect time for duck hunting
And your women wanna be in my house
With her ass out, she climax, then pass out
Like promotional flyers, K Dot be the flyest
Eat ten rappers a day, now that's a hell of a diet
[Chorus]
Your girlfriend, she all on me
Say she wanna clean my dirty laundry
Say she wanna clean my dirty laundry
Bitch, I'm K Dot and I'm keepin' it friendly
[Verse 2]
I got this jumpin' like a kangaroo, pumpin' like a fist do
From the pro black, this is automatic rap
Have a seat, grab a snack, we gon' be here for a second
Armageddon might be here, when I finish, pray that Heaven has a home
I'm alone in my own galaxy
You'll never have a head start with a dead battery
And they screamin' agony, when I write shit
My life is filled with excitin'
Visions of a nigga making mill's with a strikin'
Impact for ten years, I've been here before
See, this is all premature
I start the war like an instigator
Sharper than some cream gators
On a Thursday night, mix the Vodka with the Sprite
Better yet, roll the dice, watch me come up
He want to [?] with me, he cool, put your gun up