Willie Lloyd

Can't tell me a motherfuckin' thing, bruh

Yeah, straight from hood like

Yeah, hammer dance on the devil's house

Yeah, show them niggas

Told them niggas, I'ma show them niggas, what up

Yeah, told them niggas and I show them niggas, where at

Yeah, told them niggas and I show them niggas, where at

Ugh, yeah

Straight out the sewer like Das EFX

Which one you fuck niggas want it next?

In my dreams, I see faces of death

I'ma pray for you hoes, get your Rosary, cross your chest

Young Soprano can't fade me like Thanos

I just shipped a whole damn piano up out the west

Hit Chicago, might fuck around ball out like Ralo

And go put 500 thangs on the jet

I just picked up 500 thangs on the strip

Nigga rap with a hundred pack in the Lyft

OG niggas, they told me that they still be movin'

That they had the hook-up since '96

Black Tony told 'em Chichi get the yay'

Line of scrimmage, Peyton Manning, switch the play

Pour the holy water all up in the Jesus piece

Wash a real nigga's sins away

Yeah, took it from the devil's mouth

I hammer dance on the roof of the devil's house

Chop a dime bag or drum with the metal out

Percocet, weed and codeine brought the devil out

Brought dope in momma house, let the devil in

Dropped a zip, took a loss, ain't gon' never win

I'm so sick of these fuckin' rap groupies

I need to go find some good pussy to settle in

Hit my plug with the strap

Pussy boy wanna jack up the pack, and a nigga can't settle for it

I just hit up the jack

All he do is smoke wet on the steps and a nigga might wet 'em for it

Six figures, most niggas never saw it

Almighty dollar, nigga can't ignore it

Light, gas bill, nigga can't afford it

Put him on that wet and nigga wet 'em for it

Yeah

Fin ball rollin', catch me chuckin' up the vatos locos

Bitch, I run the deck like Willie Lloyd

A nigga got the fans and the feds takin' photos

Know it's A-1 yola, when you see the logo

Made a half a milli off a Motorola

Percy Miller with the baking soda

Silkk the Shocker rock, I got C-Murder motives

I'm a giant, niggas standin' on my shoulders

Gave them niggas game, now they throwin' shade

I know Folks, Crips, Bloods, Renegades

Got respect drippin' from a nigga name

Finna load the heatseekers in the gauge

Drugs loaded in me when I hit the stage

And the Folks, Crips, Bloods, Renegades

Got respect drippin' from a nigga name

Nigga what

I know Folks, Crips, Bloods, Renegades

Got respect drippin' from a nigga name

Nigga what, yeah

Yeah, Big Lord Bunny Rabbit nigga

Bout to chef a package then it's automatic

Nigga what