Music: Avishai Rozen
Step up out the rarri and I pose
Like that I'm ghost
The club is like the weather man every corner noses full of snow
Pills falling out the sky I can't feel my soul yeah
Asking for my warm so sorry love I be so cold yeah
Every time I breathe you could see the smoke
You don't want to choke so don't ask for smoke
Yeah act like it's a joke
Your girl was a track I master with the tone and poke
I can show you all the ways like Obi won Kano...
Take me to the mula
Slick call me a ruler
Respect the shooter
Make sure that everybody knows
Take me to the mula
Here's one for your medula
Gotta espect the shooter
Make sure that everybody knows
Say ayyyye
You could find me looking up to the sky
Cross me get Clipped like Kuwai
It's do or die I want the pie
Say ayyyee
Test me, think you could try
Your team know I'm the guy
You ain't the guy Hands in the sky
Say ayyyye
Behind the wheel or passenger my drive bigger than most of y'all
I would say I'm second to none, end it saying first of all
I ain't here for play but when you try it always curtain call
I'm a let this bourbon sit
So nothing's done on purpose y'all
Work these angles so this life could truly pay
Work your angles so at night you whisper stay
Dig my own lane someone still up in my way
You could have the world my soul is here to stay
Take me to the mula
Slick call me a ruler
Respect the shooter
Make sure that everybody knows
Take me to the mula
Here's one for your medula
Gotta espect the shooter
Make sure that everybody knows
You could find me looking up to the sky
Cross me get Clipped like Kuwai
It's do or die I want the pie
Say ayyyee
Test me, think you could try
Your team know I'm the guy
You ain't the guy Hands in the sky
Say ayyyye