Yeah
Y'all know what type time I'm on, man
It's thugga
Yo

I got the triple beam scale in the drawer
Drop safe, I got a couple bands on the floor
The 50 cal by the door
I only fear the battering ram

Hey yo
Yo I'm a foreign car handler
Raw scrambler
Large gambler
I just beat a charge in Los Angeles
Huh!
Now I don't care what y'all status is
We was all scavengers
Violate me to cause a massacres
Huh!
The wrong challenger
22 long is a small caliber
But these bullets is long travelers
They start in the back of ya
Pow!
The your heart start attacking ya
Then they fuck up your cardiovascular
My man sprayed this bitch Porsche lavender
Other hoes mad at her
They wasn't on them flaws in Attica
I got a squad of all traffickers
I got enough paper and squares to make a small calendar
Huh!
Last time they kicked the door down
They found 554 thou under the floor tab
But they couldn't find the working drugs
I ended up having to pay some back taxes
Nigga we corporate thugs

I got the triple beam scale in the drawer
Drop safe, I got a couple bands on the floor
The 50 cal by the door
I only fear the battering ram

Papoose and 38 Special
Cartier glasses will grain specs
The gun handle tied to the drawstring of my gray sweats
Gold Jesus piece with the nails piercing in slain flesh
My jeweler baptized it in holy water to stay blessed
The batting ram knocks in the Caravan I'm fake stressed
A wise hustler never keep his birds in the same nest
Calculated moves of a grandmaster who plays chess
Gun in your mouth now you talking with 12 gauge breath
The cat burglar got your amplifier and tape deck
You can hear his feet running down the fire escape steps
Black leather gloves while clutching the nickel plate tech
They'll leave fingerprints never use gloves that's latex
Sick and tired of fighting police homie I'm straight vexed
Cops pepper sprayed me so much they think my name Treach
Bought a loose condom for 50 cents safe sex
Your girl head game was like Long Island Great Neck

I got the triple beam scale in the drawer
Drop safe, I got a couple bands on the floor
The 50 cal by the door
I only fear the battering ram