featuring The L.O.X.
Intro: Sheek Luchion
Yeah what the deal. This is what y'all niggaz been waiting for?
This is what been waiting for huh? That Kasino shit. L.O.X. shit.
Oh my God. Flex gonna pump this. Clue gonna pump this.
Angie Martinez gonna pump this. Ahhh oh.
Verse One: Sheek Luchion
Yo I don't toss it when I pop I just run up in the spot
Pour acid on my glock and start burying the pot
In the back yard, used to have the dead dog I stuffed with G's
Tell the cops that he died from fleas
That shit was well planned, but I know when it happens
When the shit hits the fan, and that nigga be your man
And get caught red hand with a half a pelican
What do you do? Don't stall
Spring him and buy more
It's the code of the streets
If your belly ain't the beast
And you ain't hungry for this cake
How much you expect to make?
When I was young I threw parties and had food fights at school
Whoever came and made it there fresh was cool
So that taught me
I started stealing dean's walkie-talkies
Five cent a chip
The next month, bought a whip
Something like, Lucy or Rex, next thing you know
I'm getting sex from 9th and up, that's living it up
Not Donald Trump but what, buying pies for the class
Fifteen buying Hydro in glass
Way back when
Only drinking Gin
Now I'm a Hennessey man, I dealt with many hoes
Used to pump my fist with Arsenio
Player hating niggaz that used to rap in all the videos
That needed to be me
My click needed to be G
All up in the game, with bitches riding our train
And I'm pretty sure my nigga Kasino feeling the same
Verse Two: Kasino
