[Intro]

It's Hokatiwi

[Verse]

Glock by me 24/7, I don't do no boxing

Every pair of buffies straight from Hutch, we ain't [?] shopping

You ain't thinking with that muh'fucker, we'll shoot yo' noggin

Mike Amiri's sagging off my ass, we don't do no Robin's

Unc' play with 'bows like he Robin Hood

Lil' brodie masked up with Glock, tryna rob the hood

All gang and them like to blow is exotic woods

Two hundred on some linguine, boy, this pasta good

Boy, you know the steak bites stuffed in it

And it be with them Great Whites up in it?

Spaceship AMG, but I can't fly up in it

Gang gang, boy, if they ain't mine, fuck niggas

In the lab so much, Lando call me Dexter now

Ever since I got a lil' money, I get extra wild

Sprite too muddy, I think gang need an extra pop

You must got some butter fingers, you don't ever catch the opps

Foam Runners on, I ain't Croc steppin'

I don't knuckle up, bitch, I got weapons

Why do you got feet if you not steppin'?

He a certified wig splitter, brodie pop melons

Only care about my bank account, not no GPA

Bro don't give a fuck, living life like it's GTA

Keep a toaster on me, catch a opp, they get easy baked

Stay up in her throat, ask your bitch how this wee-wee taste

No cap, boy, this rap shit be effortless

Thousand on a kicks, Fendi tee cost an extra six

Play with credit card information, I don't mess with bricks

VVS's and the yellow-gold, boy, my neck is pissed

You be worried 'bout some tea, bitch, I sip Essentia

When old hoes double back, bitch, I get dementia

Being broke a disease, I can't get the symptoms (Huh, nah, for real though)

Ask Loose Cannon, I be in there every week trippin'

Every shot in 2022, I just keep swishin'

Begging for that dough, we gon' fuck around a deep dish him

Can't walk up in my shoes, you can't afford to put your feet in 'em

Pop him with a 308, he thinkin' that a tree hit him

Did the limousine, ten buffies, I can't see in it

Fire 201s, everything I want be free with 'em

Scat Packs buzzing 'round the city, we like bees in 'em

Mike Amiri's skinny than a bitch, I had to squeeze in 'em

ShittyBoyz made it when nobody ain't believe in 'em

Two chains, I think BabyTron finna freeze in 'em

Brodie sayin' he ain't himself unless he got some lean in him

Denim healthy than a motherfucker, all this green in 'em

Buddy think he tough, let's see you talkin' when that beam hit him

Ballin' in his buffies, brodie looking like Kareem in 'em

They ain't bringing nothing to the table, I can't eat with 'em

[Outro]

Whew, yeah

ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia, that's on every song

Huh, what up, Hokatiwi?

Whew, bitch, yeah