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