​martial law

[Intro]
This is a certified hood classic
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[Verse]
I-I need my respect and a check with some zero's
You steppin', you get with the rest of your people
I flex with the best, we be countin' dinero
You lesser, you peasant, you muh'fuckin' weasel
I ride on the beat, though, boy, you a pedo' (Huh?)
Gettin' to the green like my first name is CeeLo
Gettin' to thе green like my diet was some Kеto
Chillin' with your ho' and I'm lickin' on her feet, though
Cheetos, how I get the fuckin' cheddar cheese, ho'?
Kilos, all up in my crib with my amigos
Ten toes, boy, you be standin' on three toes
Gettin' all my chips like a muh'fuckin' Frito
You-You need to put down the pencil, I'm comin' in through your window
I just be blowin' the Endo, feelin' like I'm Purp, got a Glock with extendo
Extendo mag' all on my pole, I guess murder what she wrote
'Cause there ain't no suicide note when I come at your home like a muhfuckin' bro
3-310, creepin', we put you on the cement
I'm tweakin', I'm sleepless, I'm ridin' with the demons