OBI WAN

I done shut the mall down like I'm Obi Wan
Rollie Patek it gone tick it's a metronome
She ain't sufficient addition of silicone
I couldn't be caught in the can like a soda pop
Walk down the carpet they Dahmer the photo op
He can't be serious shit was a silly drop
She throw it back and I smack like I Milly Rock

Buss out a beetle it's all for the hell of it
Dress in all black like I work for the president
Money ain't problems my stick it gone stop em
I'm close with these bitches we tight like a condom
Lean with the keys in the Jeep better scatter
Got a team wearing beams gonna beat on yo batter
First scene seeing red streaks Barry Allen
Said she wanna see me late night Jimmy Fallon
I am never fried, I would never lie
Spraying red on white walls like we pull up five guys
Smoke opps now we so high up on Sinai
That pussy get slapped bitch it ain't no high five
That boy two faced Harvey Dent coin
He gone switch boy he a bitch boy
Hit the bedroom couple Benzo's
He gone set you hit a spike tho
Was a false set hit a high note
We gone leave these bitches on a high note
Put nine holes in his chest now he on par
Got a shorty sipping NOTIQ in a black car
Got a blessing from heaven I'm running smooth I'm progressing
A couple bullets I'm sending I never lie
You a little broke boy
Need a little cheddar for a better fit you dirty like a sediment a joke boy

I dun shut the mall down like I'm Obi Wan
Rollie Patek it gone tick it's a metronome
She ain't sufficient addition of silicone
I couldn't be caught in the can like a soda pop
Walk down the carpet they Dahmer the photo op
He can't be serious shit was a silly drop
She throw it back and I smack like I Milly Rock

I'm sending them shots again I'm not from Washington
But ima go upping the sticks for some wizardry
One no five no ten no I'm need about a hundred million up in bank rolls
Ima need about a hundred sticks it's like it's saints row
Back up the big body sumo four by four
Back in the big body sumo four by four
Gun got a blow back like the vents on the Aventador
Talk shit what he got hit in the mental for
Talk shit what you thinking I sent it for
Stretch him, sheet him down like a matador
Khan bands, get the bag and then add some more
Latina shorty she want it say por favor
Bullets they getting through red in the Apple core
I hit every strip with band
Tony Montana the 'gar my the hand
Hand me my money need three in advance
We running a train man we running a tram
Gimme my space that bitch 'Bron she wan' jam
Rings on my hand presis I'm the thumbing the bands
You test me I slide I put that on the Bible put that on the biblical

I dun shut the mall down like I'm Obi Wan
Rollie Patek it gone tick it's a metronome
She ain't sufficient addition of silicone
I couldn't be caught in the can like a soda pop
Walk down the carpet they Dahmer the photo op
He can't be serious shit was a silly drop
She throw it back and I smack like I Milly Rock