Silk Da Shoccer

[Intro]
Yeah

[Verse]
I walk in this bitch like Silkk the Shocker
.556s in a dirty chopper
Stick [?], I'm not a boxer
Beat the pot like De la Hoya, Óscar
These niggas act as they should get an Oscar
.556s will fix a nigga posture
I slide through this bitch like the Green Goblin
Don't be a menace, nigga, do we got a problem?
I don't like Batman like that, I like Robin
Not the sidekick, I literally like robbin'
I will rob the fuck out you with no bother
I will rob you and not give a fuck about the karma
I will rob you while you out with yo' baby mama
Do you like the police make you put yo' arms up?
You talk like a gangster but I know you harmless
I shoot thе stick like the Black Mamba
When I'm in thе trap, this bitch goin' bonkers
I ride for my dogs like the nigga from Yonkers
[?]
.556s flip shit like an omelette
I walk in this bitch like Russell Westbrook
Beat the pot, cookin' dope, hit it with a left hook
These niggas 'round here move like Kid 'n Play
Up the Drac', shoot the shit out yo' face
You don't sell dope, then get out the way
Up the Drac', do what the fuck Simon say
.556s will break your spine today
.556s will take your mind away
My big cousin hit ten [?] in two pounds
I tried my hardest to find his hidin' place
If I ever would've found a nigga hidin' place, I would've robbed my own cousin dead in his face
I'm a slithery nigga from back in the days
I tried to change but I'm back in my ways
I will backhand slap the fuck out your face
Can't stop cookin' crack, it's not just a phase
I deserve over a thousand Js
My mom never bought me no Michael Js
I cook crack in a broke down microwave
I could lift my wrist and then light the weight
.556s will light yo' face
I can't work for a white man, makin' minimum wage
I walked across the block, now across the stage
I got more money than every nigga I went to school with
I robbed a couple niggas, that's why I'm not cool with 'em
But I ain't like the shit they was doin' or how they was maneuverin'
You can't talk one way then act another
'Cause I will rob you, turn around and rob your brother
I robbed a nigga one time and he told my mother
The next Mother's Day, I robbed a nigga mother
They say Papi a slithery motherfucker
That's on you if you wanna try and trust me
I up the stick, I'm not really a tussler
I got more chains on me than Busta
Yo' uncle [?]
My pockets fat like DJ Mustard
Trampoline trap, Papi get it jumpin'
I don't care if my man winnin', I'm still gon' jump him
Punch you in yo' shit and get to stompin'
Now yo' head look like a pumpkin
I cook crack like my grandma make [?]
They fightin' in the trap like it's Royal Rumble
My wrist in the pot like I'm makin' gumbo
I roll with that sack, I will never fumble
I won't trip, skip or stumble