JET LI

I love you Balmain
Wooo
Wooo
Fifty Grand
Wooo
Wooo
Wooo
Like wooo
We kicking shit Jet Li
We kicking shit Jet Li
My niggas not friendly
My niggas not friendly
The whole world against me
The whole world against me
We kicking shit Jet Li
We kicking shit Jet Li
Might just rev up the rarri, or I might just switch to the mazzi (Skrrrr)
You a Honda, I’m a big body and we don’t fuck with these thotties
Got these big guns, big toys, make this big shit make noise
Hollow tips rip through his joints, got shells in the Hi-Point
And we aiming straight at your medulla
We put holes in your head like a hula
And we running, straight to the mula
With my soldiers, with my troops
Give em greenlight so they shoot
And this Kel-Tec gon' spit and this Draco gon' hit
No assist shoot from the hip
Sh-Sh-Shooting, I’m shooting, I’m shooting, I’m shooting, I get to the money
I’m looting, I’m looting
I get to the cash, I’m doing the dash, I’m hiding my stash before they can see
it
These niggas is goofies, these niggas is peons
They wanna be on the shit that we on
King of this shit, I’m rocking like Leon
Ahead of my time I’m going beyond
We kicking shit Jet Li
We kicking shit Jet Li
My niggas not friendly
My niggas not friendly
The whole world against me
The whole world against me
We kicking shit Jet Li
We kicking shit Jet Li