Castro

My girl, she a Chi Chi
On the corner like a DB
Fred Smoot or a Darrell Green
Outside like we caroling
Weed, pills and ketamine (yes)
What you need, we got everything (got that)
Left home when I was seventeen
And I never watch a tellascreen (never did)

I don't tour in Tel Aviv
Don't believe in settling
Habeebi, I'm a Philstine
Shots fired at the mezzanine
50 cal on a metal beam
I disappear with the beaduins (gone)
Turn the dessert into Medellín (gone)
King shit better bend the knee (gone)

King shit like I'm Meruem (Gon)
King shit like I'm triple C
Hand out, you can kiss the ring (kiss the ring)
I live a life of infamy
Hope the spirts don't visit me
Catch me slipping like a Kennedy

I was with my OG, he was with his OG
I was with my day ones, gotta go through them to get to me

I'm running this shit like I'm Castro
Buying big guns with the cash flow
Now your shooter looking for the back door
Put a hundred shots in your Rav four
US Marshall got a task force
That's why I gotta keep a couple passports
Gang gang gang gang gang gang gang gang gang
We on the back road

Got no love for a uniform
They coming for me like the new Assange
Keep it on me like it's Vietnam
Might put a turret on a Rubicon
Super Saiyan in its truest form (Super Saiyan)!
The boots cost band and I barely wore them
I touch the body and it's barely warm
One bite of dust in a dessert storm

The phone ringing like a telethon
My DC shooter is a Delle Donne
He a killer and he never calm
A winter solider with the metal arm
Feds checkin for a Bucky Barns
In the kitchen with the kettle on
Big rubber tote, California farm
Exotic strand, like a lucky charm (zooted)

My girl, she a Chi Chi (I'm booted)
On the corner like a DB (I'm the truest)
Fred Smoot or a Darrell Green (it's a movement)
Outside like we caroling
Weed, pills and ketamine (what you know about that)?
What you need, we got everything (got that)
Left home when I was seventeen
And I never watch a tellascreen

I'm running this shit like I'm Castro (Castro)!
Buying big guns with the cash flow
Now your shooter looking for the back door (back door)!
Put a hundred shots in your Rav four
US Marshall got a task force
That's why I gotta keep a couple passports
Gang gang gang gang gang gang gang gang gang
We on the back road

Free Thugga, free Gunna
Free Trel, free my brothers (free everybody)
Fuck twelve and under covers (fuck twelve)
Leo season, hot summer (woo)
I been looking like a come up (like a come up)
I been cooking since the sun up (sun up)
Hope your man don't run up (do not do that)
Choose peace, don't get done up (don't get done up)
No the labels don't run us (don't fuck with us)!
No the state don't fund us
But the devils walk among us (they do)!
And I been looking out the shudders
In Abu Dhabi with my cousins (with my cousins)
Back to my city it's buzzin (we buzzin)
Doing that work, I don't punch in (I don't punch it)
Now we get high on the fungus (fungus)

Hammer with me Love and Thunder (oh my god)!
They're not my friends, they're my brothers (they're my brothers)
They pulled me out of the gutter (out of the gutter)
Put all the food in the tupper (all the food in the tupper)
Put all the work in the cupboard (in the cupboard)
I'll pay them back times a hundred (times a hundred)!
This army cannot be outnumbered (can't be outnumbered)
And this world way too corrupted (to corrupted)

I'm running this shit like I'm Castro (my goodness)
Buying big guns with the cash flow (got the AK moving)
Now your shooter looking for the back door (let do this)!
Put a hundred shots in your Rav four (shoot that thing)!
US Marshall got a task force
That's why I gotta keep a couple passports
Gang gang gang gang gang gang gang gang gang
We on the back road
Gang gang