‎inna Eight

[Intro]
Yuh, yuh, uh, yuh
Uh, uh, yuh, yuh
(Surreal Gang militia, nigga)

[Verse]
Im hot, I can't cool it down (Ah, ah)
Up that toolie, now (Ooh)
She wanna movie where I stay
Skrt on the cops, yeah in a eight
Yeah, in a eight
I throw them racks, all in your face
Get off my dick, yeah, how does it taste?
She say "I left too, I'm out of the way"
Im flying so damn high into space
I wouldn’t beef with that boy, it’s a case
(Hoes in the whip, then skate)
Hoes in the whip then skate
Hoes in the whip then skate
Whip out the lawn mower, clear out the snakes
Right down the place
They block the highway down with them tanks
Save that lil ho, can't wear no cape
I got the bros, like lets hit a stain
Hit a stain
Lets put ‘em up, yeah, yeah with them planes
Thought we was fucked, nah, we duckin’ them things
Kel-Tec nigga ain’t playin’
Lil’ slime just came from the range
Them bullets, yeah, look so strange
And I stand down for the fame, all the real ones stayed the same
The same, I seen it all they stick to they lane
We playin ball, he fresh in the game
And they all just chicken like Canes

[Outro]
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