Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fwz
Performer
Andre Graham Jr
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andre Graham Jr
Songwriter
Lyrics
A yo how I feel right now
I feel real wavy, real greasy
A yo Staten Island stand up!(ha ha)
Mad I'm a jack boy
A yo they thought they lost me
A yo you thought you was gonna get by?
And if a nickel bag sold in the park
I want in you heard!(yeah!)
(I know you mad I'm a jack boy)
My niggas they with that
Enough wit the chit-chat(what?)
Started that get back,
Reflex twist caps(get back)
My n*gg*s did that(did that)
Ain't got to ask(its a big fact)
Who the f*ck, you n*gg*s think you moving?
Better not slip, I'm coming out booming
RICO slide, look(bop bop)come out shooting
Chopper sit sideways, not from Houston(yeah)
Blow a check out, pop two in him
Little b*st*rd slide, I'm on ya(where he go?)
Keep f*ck*n round, cutting corners(corners!)
My hitters to the left of me, goners(goners)
Hoping up inside ya grill(whoa),rewire his whole jibs
Peter inside ya crib(yo where it at?)
Buck eighty over the bridge, care if you got kids
Nigga that's big, invisible sh*t
Look how you p*s*y we real as get
Goons, we pull up in whips(squeezing the twig)
You know we did but huh?(bop brr)
Cops come we pleading the fifth(yeah!)
Barrel inside the clip, empty the clip
Reload the grip back on the strip
Stacking up chips, coach say he want bricks?
(say he want what?)
Homie smoking, run up on me know I'm holding
Automatic flowing(uh)
In the streets,
Look a how it's going(yeah)
Drive the whip like it stolen(yeah)
Give the finger y'all be knowing
Cause you, cause you can't hold me(nope)
Fuse got it blowing(uh)
Bud smoking, run up on me know I'm holding
Automatic flowing(uh)
In the street(brr)
Look how it's going(yeah)
Drive the whip like it stolen(yeah)
Give the finger y'all be knowing
Cause you, cause you can't hold me(nope)
Fuse got it blowing!(uh.yeah)
Look how I, dodge an I dip(dodge),
Dodge then I, dipped(pass me my cup baby)
Look how I, dodged an I dip
When I, come up on the strip
Look how I dodge, an I dip
(f*ck*n with a pimp you heard)
Moving like a pimp,
With a pocket full of chips(right)
Slumped in the v
You don't want it with thee
Keep the 40 on me
For them nuts in a tree
Better run to ya gee
Everything that I dump
You n*gg*s can keep
Ripping through sheets
Who sick wit the beats?
(who sick wit the beats, you?)
(alright, come here man)
Hit that n*gg* in his D-M(that's right)
Tell him give it to me (yeah!)
Booming, shooting, looting, cruising
Look at sh*t how it moving(ha ha)
Now we wining see you loosing
Brand new coupe(uh let's go)got his boo in
Know we grip thee what is doing(what is you doing?)
One false move, have hello put two in
Now he on a tee shirt printing, brewing
Thirty two Patrick Ewing
Homie smoking, run up on me know I'm holding
Automatic flowing(uh)
In the streets,
Look a how it's going(yeah)
Drive the whip like it stolen(yeah)
Give the finger y'all be knowing
Cause you, cause you can't hold me(nope)
Fuse got it blowing(uh)
Bud smoking, run up on me know I'm holding
Automatic flowing(uh)
In the street(brr)
Look how it's going(yeah)
Drive the whip like it stolen(yeah)
Give the finger y'all be knowing
Cause you, cause you can't hold me(nope)
Fuse got it blowing!(right)
Gotta hit me with the chi chi now
Writer(s): Andre Graham
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