Master Chief
Yeah
Haha
Hand on the wheel
One on the gun
Two bitches with me
Dumber and dumb
Do this for fun
Hand on the wheel
One on the gun
Two bitches with me
Dumber and dumb
Do this for fun
So fundamental
Dont get ahead cuz they aim at your temple
Outside the church leave you holy like temples
You niggas rentals
I got the drive
Pick up the weed cuz your killing my vibe
Niggas dont type i just hope we collide
Feel like vegeta cuz im filled with pride
Niggas be tougher than animal hides
Never gone lie on a track its a vibe
Is you gone ride or die tonight
How i be dressing my fit taking flights
Im reaching heights that are so far from sight
They never check me im earning my stripes
Got something to lose and i call it my life
Wrist
Is a bust down
Started off small need a bus now
All my niggas ride or die for the touchdown
Tell them break a leg good luck now
If you fucking with us
You need to pick up your guts
My niggas pick up the funds
It aint shit that you done
We made shit from the slums
Its gone stick like gum
Haha
Aye
Shorty Got the bubble and she look so good
Tell me where you from know the norths my hood
Do it cuz i can never do it cuz i should
Niggas want smoke tell them bring me wood
Master chief
A halo for you fools
Niggas work hard so we always got tools
Pro with the flows and we always drop jewels
Pro with the flows and we always drop jewels
Yeah
You know this shit dont gotta make sense to you
But Just know a nigga back
Haha
Hand on the wheel
One on the gun
Two bitches with me
Dumber and dumb
Do this for fun
Hand on the wheel
One on the gun
Two bitches with me
Dumber and dumb
Do this for fun
So fundamental
Dont get ahead cuz they aim at your temple
Outside the church leave you holy like temples
You niggas rentals
I got the drive
Pick up the weed cuz your killing my vibe
Niggas dont type i just hope we collide
Feel like vegeta cuz im filled with pride
Niggas be tougher than animal hides
Never gone lie on a track its a vibe
Is you gone ride or die tonight
How i be dressing my fit taking flights
Im reaching heights that are so far from sight
They never check me im earning my stripes
Got something to lose and i call it my life
Wrist
Is a bust down
Started off small need a bus now
All my niggas ride or die for the touchdown
Tell them break a leg good luck now
If you fucking with us
You need to pick up your guts
My niggas pick up the funds
It aint shit that you done
We made shit from the slums
Its gone stick like gum
Haha
Aye
Shorty Got the bubble and she look so good
Tell me where you from know the norths my hood
Do it cuz i can never do it cuz i should
Niggas want smoke tell them bring me wood
Master chief
A halo for you fools
Niggas work hard so we always got tools
Pro with the flows and we always drop jewels
Pro with the flows and we always drop jewels
Yeah
You know this shit dont gotta make sense to you
But Just know a nigga back
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Writer(s): Melvin Medina
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