[Intro:]
Metro in this bitch goin brazy!
[Verse 1:]
Made it out the dirt, I was head first,
A nigga used to rob, ayy, and I used to serve,
Couldn't go to work, school was the worst,
Pussy tried to play me, ayy, put him on a shirt.
Lambo real fast, fell in love with cash,
Fell in love with head, ayy, I fell in love with ass,
Science, I was sleep, ayy, I fell in love with math,
She was at the club, ayy, I made her take a bath.
Ayy, I'm King Smoke, so I got a drum on the stick,
Gang was in there, I can't put my tongue on that shit,
He was talkin crazy 'til that hollow hit his lip,
Ayy, Big 4L, even the killers gettin killed.
All you see is Pateks and APs in my clique,
Wе got all the bottles and the hookah in thе VIP,
I might be a rapper, but it's thirty in this clip,
Ayy, Zone 6, we get niggas buried round this bitch.
[Chorus:]
Pitbull the way I walk, way I talk,
Loose lips sink ships, yellow tape, white chalk,
Multitask, use the pistol and the fork,
Screamin, "No opp left behind!" Nigga, we gon kill em all.
Ain't no cap in my rap, ain't no flaw,
You could tell it when I rap, ain't no cut, this shit raw,
Cut him off if he talkin to the law,
I'm with Draco 'cause he quiet 'til he hit you in the jaw.
[Verse 2:]
My lil niggas don't wanna trap, they wanna spend,
Ayy, spin, fill the choppas up, then spin again,
Free my dawg, he not ink, so why he in a pen?
From Atlanta, not Vegas, but I still sin.
Ayy, chain like a yo-yo, ride me like a pogo,
She from out of D.C., when she fuck me, she play go-go,
Used to sip lines, now a nigga sippin fours, though,
Niggas rappin gangsta, but they really hoes, though.
Street niggas, streets don't talk, but you told, though,
Rattail hangin in the hood, boy, you bold bold,
We ain't tryna hear bout all the bricks that you sold sold,
They don't need a badge, but them niggas still the po-po.
Focused on my bag, focused on my money,
I done had some dark days, I done had some sunny,
Niggas think they hot, I think niggas funny,
Ayy, yellow baguette, VV-VVS's look like honey,
All my diamonds pissed on, ayy, Andre Drummond,
My playa won't even pull inside the partments 'cause they haunted,
My dawg could've passed me the ball, but he punted,
Got my turn, did a onside kick, that's how I'm comin.
[Chorus:]
Pitbull the way I walk, way I talk,
Loose lips sink ships, yellow tape, white chalk,
Multitask, use the pistol and the fork,
Screamin, "No opp left behind!" Nigga, we gon kill em all.
Ain't no cap in my rap, ain't no flaw,
You could tell it when I rap, ain't no cut, this shit raw,
Cut him off if he talkin to the law,
I'm with Draco 'cause he quiet 'til he hit you in the jaw.
[Outro:]
Multitask, use the pistol and the fork,
Screamin, "No opp left behind!" Nigga, we gon kill em all.
Multitask, use the pistol and the fork,
Screamin, "No opp left behind!" Nigga, we gon kill em all.
Ain't no cap in my rap, ain't no flaw,
You could tell it when I rap, ain't no cut, this shit raw,
Cut him off if he talkin to the law,
I'm with Draco 'cause he quiet 'til he hit you in the jaw.
[Morgan Freeman:]
A wise man knows not to have a lot of enemies. The friction of constant conflict is a distraction in life, and left unchecked can end up being what subtracts him from life. If possible, all enemies should be eliminated.
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