234 Owens

Taps at my screen do'
Unc want some mo'
I ain't got no turkey unc all i got is snow
Can't get no credit cause you owe me from befo'
Last time i tell em told em meet me by the sto'
Nephew ima have to pay you when i cash my check
Hunnits coming in i'm at the Torres Superette's
When it come to paper bitch i never had to flex
Face card valid i ain't never need no vest
See it fo' it happen when i open my 3rd eye
Preacher by his momma side he let them birds fly
I done live this life like a hundred million times
Bitch i got that vision can't be led by the blind

234 i'm on Owens with that 9
I'ma hop the fence county giving out that time
Know i got warrants i ain't never pay that fine
Damn they jam that nigga up
Boy i know you lyin
234 i'm on Owens with that 9
I'ma hop the fence county giving out that time
Know i got warrants i ain't never pay that fine
Damn they jam that nigga up
Boy i know you lyin

I26 i'm rack racing to the country
Taking all the back dirt roads to the money
Shit be looking pretty but im knowing it ugly
6 barrel spinning still shooting n e rusty
Monkey on my back i need straps with banana clips
Black and white designer mask i ain't on no panda shit
Watch me break and switch like my granny sent me to a tree
Watch me weigh and flip son was saultin' on a trampoline
Billie Jean jacket i been moonwalking through the trap
That's a mean classic boy i seen you somewhere on the Track
Real rack racer bitch i did about a 100 laps
Pit stop at the Torres i done made it back

234 i'm on Owens with that 9
I'ma hop the fence county giving out that time
Know i got warrants i ain't never pay that fine
Damn they jam that nigga up
Boy i know you lyin
234 i'm on Owens with that 9
I'ma hop the fence county giving out that time
Know i got warrants i ain't never pay that fine
Damn they jam that nigga up
Boy i know you lyin



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Writer(s): Ira Hughes
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