Hall & Nash 2

Fuck (Doot-doot-doot-doot)

Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot

Ayo (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)

Ayo, why is the sky blue? Why water wet?

M-16 out the Corvette, more or less

Slide through, spray at all them niggas on your porch steps

Violate me, I'ma fuck you up, and that's a sure bet

Orange Lex', money-green texts, powder blue, .22 kiss

Lockie and Bundy up in Ruth's Chris

Left your brains next to the filet, hand me the ice tray

Water whip, get every gram back, whipped it the right way

I stay with hundred-round sticks, fuck up your nice day

But don't get it twisted, my nigga, I'm with the knife play

Lеft a nigga leakin', ain't a CO in sight

I heard his piecе side wasn't right

I'm on the yard doin' burpees with my Mexicans

Javier used to move chickens out of Lexington

My youngins all savage, dumpin' off ratchets

Y'all never had dope money under y'all mattress

Real talk, I don't fuck with none of y'all rappers

Street sweeper hit you, make you somersault backwards

Had 'em jumpin' like Sky Zone, your Mama'll cry home

The flyest nigga in the no-fly zone

The eight black, but the .45 chrome (Boom)

Fear of God's match with VLONE

Indie money, gettin' my Master P on

A hundred-dollar T-bone, left wrist had a masterpiece on

We squeeze chrome, nigga, that's what we on

Gun-butt you, break your cheekbone

Can't a nigga alive, fuck with me when I actually zone

It's the Machine, gone