Released: 2024
Album: Black & Whites
Artists: Big Hit, Hit-Boy, and The Alchemist
Feature artist:
Genre: West Coast Rap and Gangsta Rap
Lyrics:
[Intro: Slim Thug & Big Hit]
With a 10-karat stone I had it with the chain on
Serve these niggas the news
And we ain't playin' that, I ain't never been robbed in my life
Give these niggas the rules
You know, and that's just what that is
[Verse 1: Big Hit]
Hyphy, 454 pipe
On lanes every day, different ratchets screamin' "Wife me"
Hustlers entice me, police too shiesty
In the courtroom, DAs wanna three strike me
Man, them haters feisty, they kill or wanna fight me
Smile in my face, but them serpents wanna bite me
The handle pearl white, the chopper flashin' like lightnin'
My grind's so frightenin', I take it to new heights, man
The Energizer bunny look bad
I'm flippin' pancakes, bunny hoppin' on the ave
I'm amped up with twenty-two batteries in the ass
The front end look like it's wavin' when it pass
My grass mango, blueberry bubble gum
My cash LEGOs, buildin' blocks from the crumbs
I had a nice run, so I'm restin' my legs
I'd rather lay it down than get indicted by the feds
Man, it's no fun when IRS is on your head
They shut your shop down, repossess all your bread
Hell yeah, I'm scared, blood, I ain't Bone Crusher
I've been to the pen, beggin', "Let me hold somethin'"
[Chorus: Big Hit]
Blood, I be puffin' on kush while I'm sexin'
Fed in the bed steak and eggs when it's breakfast
Free from the pressure, I'm through livin' reckless
Only weight I feel on my chest is my necklace
[Interlude: Big Hit]
Huh, yeah, look at my chain, nigga, my ring, my wallet, nigga
Confiscated my credit cards
All that bullshit (Only-, only weight I feel on my chest is my necklace)
[Verse 2: Big Hit]
My passion is cash, women, fast cars
I been passed the bar, I'm a pussy connoisseur
I'm far from the norm, upscale, all-star
I'm into livin' large, but I'm still goin' hard
Yeah, I could get classy or dope boy flashy
I can lace you up from A to Z, just ask me
I can give you game, how to knock you some freaks
Whether at the mall, on the block or the beach
These weenies wanna creep, but I keep tight security
Red beams, night vision scopes just for surety
Feds wanna infiltrate, entrap and lure me
Hatin', tryna confiscate my cash, cars and jewelry
They ain't got a clue on me, investigatin' thoroughly
Shakin' they surveillance and escape right where sewers be
Had indictments threw on me, had bitches say they through with me
Off them icky gooey trees, reekin' like a brewery
Chewin' me like Skittles, HI-CHEW or Now and Laters
Every time I stuff it in, they tryna have my baby
I've been pullin' out lately, blood, I know this bitch is brazy
Poppin' Adderall when anxiety actin' shady
[Chorus: Big Hit]
Blood, I be puffin' on kush while I'm sexin'
Fed in the bed steak and eggs when it's breakfast
Free from the pressure, I'm through livin' reckless
Only weight I feel on my chest is my necklace
[Outro: Slim Thug & Big Hit]
I mean, nah, I don't ever tuck my chain in but I ain't gon' ever be in no, no stupid environment, though
I don't have to be in a place where I don't (Only-, only weight I feel on my chest is my necklace)
You know, fuck with people
I don't ever be involved, you know, uh-, at least not without a pistol
You know what I'm sayin'?
So, you know, I'ma be right
If I'm in the wrong place, I'ma definitely have my heat, you know what I'm sayin'
And some real niggas with me that's gon' shoot, too, so (Yeah), you know
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