Raid Vans

[Intro]
Raid vans out, we still servin' niggas
With big guns like some motherfuckin' action figures
We takin' shit off backs, ain't askin' niggas
You can pick and choose food, I bag and hit her
Just seen the van, they out
Just seen the van, they out
Just seen the van, they out
Just seen the van, they out
Raid vans out, we still servin' niggas
(Just seen the van, they out
Just seen the van, they out)
Raid vans out, we still servin' niggas
(Just seen the van, they out
Just seen the van, they out)

[Verse]
Raid vans out, we still servin' niggas
Ridin' with choppers like some motherfuckin' action figures
We takin' shit off backs, we ain't askin' niggas
You can pick and choose food, I bag and hit her
The bitch was on me, you begged to get her
She came to me and wanted bro, I fucked and we split her
Everything that shine ain't gold or glitter
This Acetone so strong, shit gave me the shivers
Tens for the twenty out the kitty, no litter
Free bitch treat a champion, thanks was given
Play us and we robbin', last name Givens
I'm thinkin' 'bout the Wraith, bro kickin' this pimpin'
The niggas even travel, we movin' the pivot
Shit got too hot, we blew on the chicken
BandGang or no gang
Niggas ain't hearin' me, might need some Rogane
Smokin' on gas, nigga, shit strong as propane
Don't want no half, nigga, pull up with whole things, what you want?
Don't ever fix your lips to say I won't
Because a nigga will, got rich as Uncle Phil
You bitched up, Auntie Viv, every time I get a crib
I need a bigger crib, just found where niggas live, now it's on
Them Adderalls get me in my zone
High as fuck, ain't even hit my cup, I still probably smack the cones
In a small town with Snoop Dogg like I'm Bones
Watch these pussy niggas' faces when we make it home
Some of my niggas was in placement, it's on, they home
This shit so good, they come to get it, it's gone, it's gone
(Brrt, Mas, where you at, nigga?) Somewhere in the school zone
You was sleepin' on the money, in the snooze zone
I'm in the house if it's hundred if we gettin' blues gone
I ain't serve the homeless nothin' but the food, gone
I got a fiend that only want A's
One only want V's, one want them white D's
Drinkin' on codeine, this ain't no iced tea
Make movies, Spike Lee, red bitches like me, I know it, though
Pour up an eight, we call it four for four
Can't leave Sandy waitin', she spent good money, leave her at the door
Put niggas quick to sleep in new 'fits, he ready wrote
End of month I can rack a Randy Moss, eighty-four