Seven Sign is in the building, Q Loco is in the building, Busy the Kid, let's get it
As the tune starts to groove with a fat sack of a VAT, yeah
Ask IG and this is OG, fresh from the studio, yeah
The Ghetto Jam is about to slam with some milk from my nigga O.J.
Yeah, so here we go, so here we go, so here we go, so here we go
Kidnapped at 5, your heart ignores me, Ruthless Records, y'all know the story
30 to 40 million, I'm still climbing, I wrote the music, Frankie Lyme
Synchronize, it's perfect timing, swing the kitchen sink, I'm swinging four diamonds
There's no questions, they bought it for Brian, I'm speaking third person in the back of the line
Yeah, so here we go, so here we go, so here we go, so here we go, so here we go
Robotic, with no emotions, shattered glass, mazel tov, been broke
Sponge Mob, now let it soak in, black vision so I can let my locs in
Cowboy, tobacco copin', trying to adore, the masters awoken
Seven Sign and this motherfucker till we cripple crazy and bind, Loco, let's get it, nigga
Here we go, here we go, as the tune starts to groove with a fat sack of a VAT, yeah
Ask IG and this is OG
Fresh from the studio, yeah
The Ghetto Jam is about to slam with some milk from my nigga OJ
So here we go, so here we go, so here we go, so here we go
It's a shame, niggas wanna smut my name, they fuckin' lame
Hatin' on the nigga ghetto fame, who's to blame?
I got the blunt now past the flame, I've been hot, who's this busy brought me into the game?
We've been ballin', diamonds on my neck and fists in my ear
Bling bling all on the wrist, I got the blood now past the flame, I've been hot, who's this busy brought me into the game?
We drink Henny, nigga, I don't drink the Christmas Q, Loco
Ain't nobody fuckin' with this, I run, L.A.
Call me like Luciano, I'm un-divorced
Nigga call me Tony Soprano, cause me and Miss Loco, we be bubbleatin'
While these niggas out here be playin', hatin'
These bitches be hatin', they devils like Satan
Got me on the run, my nigga just call me Walter Payton
I'm movin' and groovin' straight, gettin' that cash
And if a nigga don't like it, he can kiss my *
Here we go, here we go, as the tune starts to groove with a fat sack of a VAT, yeah
Here we go, here we go, as the tune starts to groove with a fat sack of a VAT, yeah
Ask IG, and this is OG, fresh from the studio, yeah
The Gato Jam is about to slam with some milk from my nigga O.J.
So here we go, so here we go, so here we go, so here we go
Let's keep it real, boom docks, St. Clair, two blocks
Abandoned building, I'm throwin' rocks
Abandoned building, I'm throwin' rocks
Abfashioned refuse hauls, I used to trust the cops
I'd make it rain, if I was a clab
I'd see the world, with the eye of a child
Frigid flow, I call it catchin' cubs
Diamond bezel, so I could catch myself
I see the glory, Martin Luther King
Sheryl Crow, birds mean everything
My, my niggas hate me, LeBron James
Jabril, I love you so, you know Dwyane Wade
Sunshine on me, with no shade
Escape the shadow, outer space sees your pain
Escape the shadow, outer space sees your pain
I stand naked with no shame Tears flow down the windowpane
Here we go, here we go As the tune starts to groove
In a fat sack over that gang Ask IG and this is OG
Fresh from the studio DNA The ghetto jam is about to slam
With some help from my nigga OG So here we go, so here we go
So here we go, so here we go