[Da Crook]

Okay, okay

I don't know what you heard about me

Just know that i'm sick, nigga

Ridin' around like fuck a stash

That Glock forty on my hip, nigga

Pray to God that I don't see jakes

Lord knows I ain't pullin' over

All of them high speeds that I got away

Lord knows that I'd do it over

Hella nah, I ain't usin' soda

Double up wit' that come back

Fly OT and then double up wit' that double up and then come back

Better hope that I don't fall off, trust me, niggas don't want that

If I go broke, I get on my Bizz Loc, "Pussy run that!"

How they wanna go to war, they can't fund that?

Walkin' 'round naked, nigga, where the fuck your gun at?

I can never leave that

I try but I need that

Gon' breeze it on the opps and watch CP for the feed back

[Bizz Loc]

It's Bizz Loc!

I don't need no feed back

Four bands for a new ruger

Headshots when I beat that

Ice on me, I'm a Leafs fan

Ridin' out in a Nissan

Goin' nuts like a pecan

You don't want no problems wit' me fam

Fuck boys tryna talk shit

Spark sticks, aimin' at the brain then i'm gettin' brain from a smart bitch

Niggas sayin' my bars sick

Ho's sayin' I'm too hard

Main bitch got her ass done, now I'm lookin' like I got a new broad

Workin' for me in a blue thong

When I'm in the trap writin' new songs

Ferragamo belt is what the tool's on

Whip soft then move hard

Beat a shot and then cruise off

Bizz Loc, I'm a rider nigga

Make a body drop then burn tires, nigga

Stash spot with two []

Never stop, no, I ain't finished

It ain't in the club then you know I ain't in it

When I'm in the booth and blow fires, innit

I be doin' dirt 'til I'm lying in it

Niggas lying, saying I ain't wit' it

But he gets kawaled and tried to line a nigga

But I scoped 'em out and go and find her wit' 'em

That's a double homi', I'm a grimy nigga