I-10 Baby

(Dubba-AA flexin')

(Mm, Statik on the track)

(David Tell 'Em)

***** playin' 'round with that ****, we send him straight through and fell

I go post up in the North, I'm on the block causing hell

I tell my dude lock down that corner, don't give a **** 'bout no 12

'Cause once them ******* lock us up, soon as we touch, we jump bail (This is the sound)

And this the strap, soon as I came back, tryna take back what's mine

Don't give a **** 'bout where you from, you tote that flag, you a slime

I'm smokin' pine, I'm totin' that iron, it's every time that I'm slidin'

I spent my last to calm my nerves, this ***** wan' play with my mind

I ain't got no time just for the jokes 'cause my big bro doin' time

***** throw four suits up on the floor and I can flow you a rhyme

I come through swervin', gettin' dirty with them sticks in the ride

Plus I'm servin' some shit you could cut 'bout four or three times

I take my lick the first time, now watch I jump on a slab

I'ma get a ***** clean as a ***** to drive a book and a half

She want a sixty, smelled the shit up, went to coughin', I laughed

He said this shit already must be hit, so it ain't gotta take no bath

Get it by me, try to stop me, pop you, knock your on off

I ain't quarantinin' for a reason, we ain't closin' no stores

I'm still screamin', "Killer season," zippin' shit 'bout my bros

We got these hoes doin' wrong, they throw a right, that's the code

Up with the scope, so I been chill, you send a shot, I cause hell

I chase that money like I'm Dezz, we drop that shit on Canell

And I knew how to make it hard since Koda taught me at twelve

With Von from Roosevelt to Maryland, we took over the cells

This is music to another level, cold-blooded ****in' stepper

How much that you made now? I say 20 M's or better

So I got money for to **** up, rap gon' pay or settle

Or we gon' rob your stupid ass out what you try to sell us

Hit it, I go zydeco, ridin' 'round with that four pound

You can't use no screwdriver, know a hammer get it broke down

They slumped that boy right at the store, I swear it wasn't no showdown

We blast at you and who because we aim to let a ho down

Do a verse and get it back, I couldn't take a loss, huh

But *****, you play with mine, your shit get splatt, we take one off, huh

Couldn't ever have no *****, turned to a dog, huh, dog, huh

Drop a bag, I serve 'em raw, then knock 'em all down (All down)

***** ass *****, haha, yeah

It's on birthday, *****, what you talkin' 'bout? Got the camera on me now, ***** ass *****

But I got somethin' that'll flash you way worser

Ol' ***** ass *****, I'll dirt him, you hear me?

You already know know how I get down, you already know how I'm bomin'

Everything gon' with a beef, ***** ass *****, Blood gang or no gang

You'll be in, you'll be in

Ayy, what he say? You'll be in or you'll be out, what that ***** ass ***** say?

You'll be in, and that's on Dump

Yeah, ***** ass *****, you'll get slumped on this side, believe that

Yeah, what you on, foe?

Rapper gon' give it back and that's a fact