OOOUUU (Remix)

[Verse 1]
Niggas trynna start hawkin' & stuntin' on my old hoes
Niggas don't know themselves, talking 'bout them woes tho
We been movin' through the hills, trynna keep it on the low-low
Only thing everyone here runnin' from the po-po
Grew up thinkin' everyone's mom & pop sold the coke, bro
Caracas niggas, mercy and weakness is two things they don't show
Everyday we battle, we gladiators like Crowe and Joaq, hoe
Lyrically weed out niggas like Royce pre-Rolls, bro
No fantasy, we bust and be the sleepers like a yo-yo
If you ain't got a Porsche, then nigga what you ride for?
Does death truly multiply by threes? Then, bitch, put them in a line, tho
Tell that bitch to pipe down, while I plumbing-on-Brazzers pipe hoes
This mediocre nigga got rhymes, hoe
Them cops want to deport me back to VZ, just because I was born there
Either that or they want me to stay, crucified, head full of thorns here
Porn lighting, them niggas don't like me for trynna get my shit on
They see a nigga with a white bitch, and they act like I'm King Kong
Ain't married, but I got 3 rings on
These bitches scream "WOW" when I get my Li-Ning on
Brothers say I'm cocky, probably because of the henny
I'm killing niggas, but when the Feds knock, I've been innocent like I'm in a penny