NO TIME! (#S.I. Anthem)
It's gang in here nigga only
Aye, yuh, aye yuh, aye yuh, aye yuh aye (Let that nigga know)
S.I. or die shit man, y'all already know what the fuck going on man
Come on boy it's your boy, Mike DFG back at it again
Let's get it
Nigga got time for no bitches
These hoes they be trippin'
Big ass chop boom like it's Blake Griffin
I got that Wess and Smithen
Feeling like I'm Zack or I'm Cody
In London, I put the tip in (Tipton)
Niggas really be like fucking chicken cause they gone be dippin'
Fry 'em up like chicken then I eat em
In my brand new beamer
Imma fucking demon uh
Got yo lil bitch in my 2 Seater
Licking all my semen up
Nigga are you keeping up
Ion think they keeping up
Like wait wait
I like a mean hoe
Stack chips like Pringles
Talm bout walking miles in my shoes, No you can't fit those
Shooter catch him on the corner lacking like Joe Ingles
Nigga I don't miss like Tony Snell at the free throw
Yo hoe like a jump ball, She a toss up, oh yeah
Kicked her to the curb and told her boss up, oh yeah
Where the fucking lighter finna spark up, oh yeah
You know I keep that rocket Sefolosha, oh yeah
Bitch I bought a brand new fucking FN
Told that nigga get to steppin'
My AK my lethal weapon
Nigga tried to spin that block
I guess he ain't learn his lesson
Give that boy a pop, no quiz but shit I'm finna test em
Word to my lawyer Efram
Had that boy catching bullets like Gronkowski (Yeah)
I got soldiers in the field like Glockowski (Yeah)
Kickflip on yo hoe Kick Buttowski (Yeah)
Sleep with one eye open Mike Wazowski (Yeah)
Finna kickback on that Jimmy Fallon couch
Shout out to my homegirl Fallyn
Damn
Money piling out
Damn
Shoot my shot like Kobe uh
Shout out homegirl Sophie uh
Niggas think they know me shit
I'm the fucking G.O.A.T. shit (Told you)
Seen them niggas pulling up
I send they ass to hell
Shout my nigga Danell uh
.45 give you shells aye
Shout out Big Creesh
Feel like big Meech
Niggas beef with me
Leave 'em dead in the street
Shout out bro Jessy
Shout out bro Q
Shout out bro Nate
Shout out J too
Shout my nigga Jamaure out
Ta and Tavon too
Shannon got the cannon
If we up, it we gon' blam em
No camera but we gone shoot that fucking flick
With yo bitch
Draco got that fucking switch
Ducking shots almost flipped the whip
Damn I crashed the shit
His body twitched looking like it glitched
Hoes talm bout some child support
Bitches out here smoking dick (Aye)
Shout out Mr. C
Shout out Bre
Shout out Fanta, Adrian and Georgia, Ianece, Matthew, Corey, And Eddie
9 shit nigga
S.I. shit nigga
Fuck outta here nigga
Word to my mother
Aye, yuh, aye yuh, aye yuh, aye yuh aye (Let that nigga know)
S.I. or die shit man, y'all already know what the fuck going on man
Come on boy it's your boy, Mike DFG back at it again
Let's get it
Nigga got time for no bitches
These hoes they be trippin'
Big ass chop boom like it's Blake Griffin
I got that Wess and Smithen
Feeling like I'm Zack or I'm Cody
In London, I put the tip in (Tipton)
Niggas really be like fucking chicken cause they gone be dippin'
Fry 'em up like chicken then I eat em
In my brand new beamer
Imma fucking demon uh
Got yo lil bitch in my 2 Seater
Licking all my semen up
Nigga are you keeping up
Ion think they keeping up
Like wait wait
I like a mean hoe
Stack chips like Pringles
Talm bout walking miles in my shoes, No you can't fit those
Shooter catch him on the corner lacking like Joe Ingles
Nigga I don't miss like Tony Snell at the free throw
Yo hoe like a jump ball, She a toss up, oh yeah
Kicked her to the curb and told her boss up, oh yeah
Where the fucking lighter finna spark up, oh yeah
You know I keep that rocket Sefolosha, oh yeah
Bitch I bought a brand new fucking FN
Told that nigga get to steppin'
My AK my lethal weapon
Nigga tried to spin that block
I guess he ain't learn his lesson
Give that boy a pop, no quiz but shit I'm finna test em
Word to my lawyer Efram
Had that boy catching bullets like Gronkowski (Yeah)
I got soldiers in the field like Glockowski (Yeah)
Kickflip on yo hoe Kick Buttowski (Yeah)
Sleep with one eye open Mike Wazowski (Yeah)
Finna kickback on that Jimmy Fallon couch
Shout out to my homegirl Fallyn
Damn
Money piling out
Damn
Shoot my shot like Kobe uh
Shout out homegirl Sophie uh
Niggas think they know me shit
I'm the fucking G.O.A.T. shit (Told you)
Seen them niggas pulling up
I send they ass to hell
Shout my nigga Danell uh
.45 give you shells aye
Shout out Big Creesh
Feel like big Meech
Niggas beef with me
Leave 'em dead in the street
Shout out bro Jessy
Shout out bro Q
Shout out bro Nate
Shout out J too
Shout my nigga Jamaure out
Ta and Tavon too
Shannon got the cannon
If we up, it we gon' blam em
No camera but we gone shoot that fucking flick
With yo bitch
Draco got that fucking switch
Ducking shots almost flipped the whip
Damn I crashed the shit
His body twitched looking like it glitched
Hoes talm bout some child support
Bitches out here smoking dick (Aye)
Shout out Mr. C
Shout out Bre
Shout out Fanta, Adrian and Georgia, Ianece, Matthew, Corey, And Eddie
9 shit nigga
S.I. shit nigga
Fuck outta here nigga
Word to my mother
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Writer(s): Mychal Mcintyre
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