It’s Official
You 'posed to be you 'posed to been
But you ain't, you a bitch ha ha haha
I know
Red, red, on 50 blue jean G-Star skinny
And the 30 pokin' out my pocket
Ooh, that bitch stay wit' me
And I keep a big ass blunt in my mouth
Know I stay smokin' sticky
And that car trailin' behind a nigga
Filled up with them stickies
Know my goons like my shadow, when I move
They move when you havin' money
Know you gotta load up all your troops
Know I got a arson for whoever
Want that smoke with the broom
And I pull a arson on these niggas
I'll blow your shit up too
Jackpot, jack, jackpot, ooh (Jackpot)
Jackpot, jack, jackpot, ooh (Jackpot)
Shawty havin' money, shawty havin' work
Shawty got the block, shawty got the beam
(yeah)
Shawty run the streets, shawty want beef
Pull up on a nigga, eat the whole street
Pussy niggas say they wanna squash it now
Pussy nigga, not me (Nah)
You niggas either gonna turn him in
Or I'ma spray the whole team
Nigga, you know how I beef (yeah)
I'ma make sure nobody get no sleep
I'm from Paradise East (yeah)
Real CTB, real MOB (Gang, gang, gang)
Money over bitches for me
I remember I was havin' pistols way before
You niggas ever thought
About packin' pistols (yeah)
Shout out to all my niggas
Jumped off the porch
Nigga, know that I'm with 'em (yeah)
We was robbin' niggas in apartments
Young nigga, we were little (yeah)
14 15 Hi-Point, nigga, that was my pistol
(Yessir) got a lil' older now
I got the stick on my shoulder (Boom)
That nigga say he want smoke with me
Know I'm gonna show 'em
(Know I'm gon' show 'em)
Know I'm gonna roll 'em (yeah)
Know I'm gonna put him up in the sky
(Put him up in the sky)
Know I like that blue
If it ain't my money, it's a disguise, yeah
(Uh huh, yeah)
Red, red, on 50 blue jean G-Star skinny
And the 30 pokin' out my pocket
Ooh, that bitch stay wit' me
And I keep a big ass blunt in my mouth
Know I stay smokin' sticky
And that car trailin' behind a nigga
Filled up with them stickies
Know my goons like my shadow, when I move
They move when you havin' money
Know you gotta load up all your troops
Know I got a arson for whoever
Want that smoke with the broom
And I pull a arson on these niggas
I'll blow your shit up too
It's official
Hollow tips'll make you cripple
Runtz got me geeked up
I'm in the stars like big dipper
(I'm geeked up)
I see you throwin' up gang
But niggas really not official
(You not officials)
Slap him out with the pistol
Carbon shoot like a missile, nigga
I ain't like the TV, I like the static
(I like the static)
I can see right through these niggas
Yeah, these niggas panoramic
(I see right through you niggas)
These diamonds came from Elliott
Got me drownin', Titanic
(They got me drownin', nigga)
Twin in this bitch
Everything I do is gigantic
(I'm goin' big, ho) put me on the move
I swear to God I ain't gon' panic
(I'ma hit the move, nigga)
Uh, I was in the streets every day
'cause we ain't have no light ()
All I gotta do is point and
They'll shoot up your candlelight
(They shootin', yeah)
Everybody 'round me tote a gun, nigga
We ain't gotta fight
(Ayy, we ain't gotta fight)
Red, red, on 50 blue jean G-Star skinny
And the 30 pokin' out my pocket
Ooh, that bitch stay wit' me
And I keep a big ass blunt in my mouth
Know I stay smokin' sticky
And that car trailin' behind a nigga
Filled up with them stickies
Know my goons like my shadow, when I move
They move when you havin' money
Know you gotta load up all your troops
Know I got a arson for whoever
Want that smoke with the broom
And I pull a arson on these niggas
I'll blow your shit up too