Disco Ball

If the conversation ain't funds, I'ma walk on
Get me a cup of ice and watch me pour the wok on
Before I run me a play, make sure my head locked on
Ain't tryna cop no work, then listen, move on

If the conversation ain't funds, I'ma walk on
Get me a cup of ice and watch me pour the wok on
Before I run me a play, make sure my head locked on
Get me a guitar, and imma rock on

No lack, no sympathy ain't stoppin' all my energy
Ridin' with a stick and it's loaded for my enemies
Shinin' like a disco ball in the 70s
Used to eat shit at a crib, you in centipede

Fuck with the mob and this shit get critical
I be on the green with them racks like Wimbledon
Club lights on, bad bitch look cynical
Life on our terms, me and you not similar

Creep when it crawl, bitch wrist don't tick-tock
Make a whole bow disappear while a bitch watch
Pit stop, off-brand rappers, you flip-flop
Pull up to the scene, all the haters on fit, watch

Make a whole bow disappear while a bitch watch
Pit stop, off-brand rappers, you flip-flop
Pull up to the scene, all the haters on fit, watch

If the conversation ain't funds, I'ma walk on
Get me a cup of ice and watch me pour the wok on
Before I run me a play, make sure my head locked on
Ain't tryna cop no work, then listen, move on

If the conversation ain't funds, I'ma walk on
Get me a cup of ice and watch me pour the wok on
Before I run me a play, make sure my head locked on
Get me a guitar, and imma rock on

In the eyes of God, I never do wrong
AR-15, get the fools gone
You ain't flexin', dawg, you wearin' fool's gold
Comin' at me sideways, now that move bold
(Hell Naw)

223s runnin' through your leg
(through your leg)
556 runnin' through your head
(through your head)
Baby choppa in the crib, big choppa in the bed
Baby choppa in the crib, gon' put some shots in your head

Take a bitch to Maury, that is not my child
Water on the beat, make it sound wild
Said he smokin' gas, he smokin' black and mild
If you need some work, you know who to dial

What I'm smokin' on right here is some real pressure
Push the opp face into the brick presser
Make his head explode like a dance tomato
Catchin' plays and leavin' with the money Chi-Chi, grab the yayo

Found out where the opps hidin', we got the drop on em'
Catch em' where they lackin', put on all Glocks on em'
Pistol barrel in your throat, inhale bullets like some smoke
In my hood, they love me cause I'm the one that's spittin' fuckin' dope

In my hood, it's nothin' but them dope fiends
Hoppin' in my car and ain't got no keys
The way I do this shit, I need a trophy
Junkies hit my dope and get a nosebleed

If the conversation ain't funds, I'ma walk on
Get me a cup of ice and watch me pour the wok on
Before I run me a play, make sure my head locked on
Ain't tryna cop no work, then listen, move on

In my hood, it's nothin' but them dope fiends
Hoppin' in my car and ain't got no keys
The way I do this shit, I need a trophy
Junkies hit my dope and get a nosebleed