Sensitive Thugz

I'm with all that retarded shit I'm with all that retarded shit
I-I-I-I-I-I love Chris Frick
Yeah, grip sharp in the whip Wide body bands, thirty-five bitty ten
Forty-five on the neck, ninety-five on the wrist

Wave bye to ya, double dash in this bitch S-class, but it's thick
Couple bands made it flip And the pandemic made a hundred bands
And it's legit, I threw baddies on my dick
Couple niggas who don't like me, they say they gon' kill me

Buddy, I've never been an easy mark I'm nothing but hard, the 40 is near me
Try your luck if you wanna heart cold this shit I move south for the summer
LAX be the coast, cookie strains for the dough Cuban chains for the road
If them feds ever come, knockin' at my door It's Poodie Tame with the notes

Stupid games get you smoked You better be you sayin' when you broke
The white girls doin' foolish things for that coke
Nasal drip down her throat Called out of work, left a kid at the crib
Then fell asleep on them slopes

Somethin' bout this aura that I got Probably cause it's Benz that I be whippin
I'm sendin' more than one in shots If ever niggas wanna get to trippin
Your wrist, my wrist, under light Bitch nigga, I'm sure you see the difference
Do your bitch a favor, kill yourself And tell her come and roll with her when it's cheese

Click that wolf, any product Man, we do Philips, ain't no Benhinanas
If there's any problem, put your DNA on these Gucci sneaks
Porsche in the street, whippin' doerinbacka on my feet
Money, cash, hoes on repeat A buck in reverse, like what's wrong with me

Money on my head, still ain't dead, gotta protect my soul
Thought this game was real, it's full of bitch niggas instead
Got a pistol in the glove compartment, one up on my waist
If you run up in my space, I'm takin' chucks up off your face

Big dog, big dog, niggas say they gon' kill me
These alpha dogs and they fearless
I'm out for blood, go suck on your mama titty
Man, these so-called gangsta niggas mad emotional

Ho, who raised you niggas
Called on me for everything and Jesus came through
I saved you niggas, repent to me nigga
Can't bring no boys to a man, you better come to me on bended knee, nigga

How you gon' black ball a boss? I'm a whole biz entity, my nigga
You gon' need me before I need you
Shit, and when you do, you better have that deposit sent to me expeditiously
You ain't no boss, you ain't no killer, you ain't no fashion icon

I shoot people for a livin
Pass the gun or you can pass the Nikon, I'm sticked up now
My number never changed, you could've called and I'd've picked up
But you didn't, you'd rather be corny and act like a woman

So now it's all fucked up now
Do we have business or do we have beef
Since you a bitch, the second one cooler than me
I'm out every shoot with the heat

I held you in high regards, vows for you
Gave you the pistol when you needed heat
Taught you how to break down them new guns you cop
So you oughta be thankful to me

And look what this came to be
Niggas got problems and won't even say it
Only way I found out was when I'm talkin' to other niggas who relate
But bitch, that's gangster to you

That ain't gangster to me
You hate me sayin' I'm playin' with you
Well bitch, you playin' with me
Money on my ass, still ain't dead

Gotta protect my soul, thought this game was real
It's full of bitch niggas instead
Got a pistol in the glove compartment, one up on my waist
If you run up in my space, I'm takin' chunks up off your face

I love Chris Rich