Nine Steamin'

Catch me out the six leanin, with the nine steamin

Trey eight snub, german pub, cold Pilsener
Hood hooligan, chasing paper with pilgrim's
Niggas can't fuck with us
Y'all dude's sounding like marky mark in the funky bunch
Such a such couldn't touch me if I was dusted up
Flusty in a bucket stuck, doggy
I've been the same since a fucking pup (What?)
You feelin' froggy then fucking jump
So i can interview, get innertool-ed with the pump
This shit will make you "Kriss Kross jump"
Catch a lump, put a vest on your chest if you want
Still be catching hot ones
Buck shot spread, the buck stops here
Fucked around and let the whole bus stop aired
My mans on point with them handjoints
Blammers in them bushers, we watching out for them android's
Thought that over here the grass was greener
See thats them demons and i can see them schemin'
Pass the Nina!

...call priest, there's a demon in ya hood schemin
Catch me out the six leanin, with the nine steamin

I'm the issue inforced, stay on the porch
We make it rain and I don't mean when the paper get tossed
Troop's know the drill,
so if promoter's put me on the bill, it's overkill
The duo chopppin' off your hand for the Hublot
For tryna push around on a sumo
Heavy-weight's touching every state
Eagle eye, make the Desi quake (Blaoh!)
Scan the block with ready bake
Black czar's pushing fast cars
Loaded at the cash bar, who gives a fuck about a rap star
(Who gives a fuck, nigga!)
I'm nice with the steamer's
Arm's out, similar to christ de redeemer
Run your whole life through the cleaner's
Fast talker's, asphalt ya, all about the cash offer's
Smarten up, when the day darkes up
The gunner's wearing all black, sparking up

...call priest, there's a demon in ya hood schemin
Catch me out the six leanin, with the nine steamin