Rush Hour

Ayy, yeah-yeah, give me the circle yellow junt
The Chinese, Jackie Chan
She wanna speed up, get her the orange and white junts

Pop an addy, that's a rush hour (rush hour)
Chinese girl named Su Young (Su Young)
I just gave her a nut shower (where at?)
Turn the Yukon to a futon (uh)
In the trenches 'fore the show start (where?)
Face card good, no coupon (trenches)
These niggas feminine, cryin' and bleedin'
I need to start sellin' tampons (pussy)

Shows after shows, money I gross
Can't help but ball, I was just broke
Ain't watch no cable, I was outdoors
Chains Lucky Charms, big pot of gold
She catch an attitude 'cause I ain't fuckin' her
She knew I'm in her city, but I'm duckin' her
I had to bust a move in a scuffle, uh
I keep a tool, never been a scuffler

I make these rap dudes get they hustle up (hustle up)
This a one of one, this a thumbs up
I left some dope money in a Sun Trust
Kush musty, arms up
I got on water, I'm a lil' wavy
Drippin' like gravy, you so Fugazi
Smokin' gelato, hittin' like AB
Somebody tase me, feelin' lil' lazy

She keep a nigga on standby (waitin')
But she treat me like priority (urgent)
She just pulled up with a gang full of hoes (skrrt)
It's lookin' like a sorority (squad)
Whenever I don't get the jet
I'm Delta, sky priority (nobody past him)
I throw me a set, got the mansion lookin' just like an orgy (niggas and bitches)

We takin' phones, just in case these hoes try to record me (hol' up, you tweakin')
How you gon' start somethin'? When you see me, you gon' try to avoid me (you must was geekin')
I just might take a Perc' and then go turbo, turn into Boston George by my peso
I'm really in the field like a scarecrow
Put up the old 100s, them the retros

Workin' these pounds, I got me some abs
I feel like I'm Dexter, stay in the lab (lab)
She cut you off, so she up for grabs
I gave her a tab and fucked to my raps
Hitters on go, wanna make you a ghost
Might get mad at me if I tell 'em, "No"
Shop at Melrose, I'm on the West Coast
Bitch say I look better when she got up close

All type of shit come with this life
You don't know the half (you know don't the half)
I'ma keep fuckin' this money machine
Let's do the math (I'ma stay focused, though)
Why would I keep it 100 with niggas?
I only get half (I only get 50)
I'm so equipped, Cartiers on
Cleared my path (I can see a lil' better)

I get legit cash at a fast route
(But I just made a serve usin' Cash App)
I just might sip syrup, then lash out
(You know the whip mine 'cause the tags out) (hey)
Rockin' side to side on a Xan' now
(Damn, let's see how it pan out)
Jones have money in a stash house
(Whoa, they can't see the man now) (nope) (hey)