Vagabond

[Chorus: Shogee2k]
Ayy, freeze (Uh-uh)
Pussy, put your hands up
Please, I need money in the bag, run my bands, I need cheese
I can't swerve a dollar for a scholar or a skeez
You ain't pickin' up my pockets, you know these is runnin' deep

[Verse 1: Shwinn]
In the field like pele, it's a mayday when that choppa rip
Call my AK george Mccray, it sing and it might rock ya bitch
I'm off an oxy 'script, they say, "Them Strip boys pop a lot of shit"
I'm poppin' opps and chicks ya bitch a bird coupe got her flockin in
Freeze
Get chalked or pussy, put your hands up
They know who the boss is, that's Shwinny Tony Danza
That boy a sheisty nigga, make your grammy give them grams up
It's plenty in this semi, you gon' shimmy if you stand up

[Verse 2: Constant]
Stone-cold vagabond, tag along, road to riches
I've been feelin' like a God, I will always carry on
Whole fam gettin' bread, turned into aristocrats
Too much liquor in my liver, any nigga get smacked
Any energy reciprocated, turn you to a pack
All my dogs shit out the pound, we went through hell and made it back
Situation's dire to a pussy, catch a heart attack
I remember me and Shwinny strapped inside a Pontiac
As-salamu alaykum, meet your maker, what's up?
I pop up on you like a genie in a bottle, [?]
These niggas cannot hold me back while I be runnin' 'em up
Same ones that try to kill us make us follow the law

[Verse 3: CoolboiFresh]
(Strip)
Feel like Jackie Chan, I kicked the bitch inside his face
Number two, on point like pencil, get that boy erased
I don't wan' talk to her, I told that bitch, "Just give me face"
Make sure that pistol tucked, 'cause lately, I been losin' faith
This beat sound so sinister
But the beat finna play, I deliver it
Get a nigga kidnapped off the Ritalin
No face, no case, no evidence
Make a bitch sit down like [?]
Put it on my dick, make her levitate, levitate, uh
Stones on my chest like a veteran
I got the [?], I might need a Letterman, ayy
She wanna get wicked with the gang
She wanna get some money for some things
Whole time, she an opp thot, though
I don't got a gun, spin the opps' block, bro

[Chorus: Shogee2k]
Ayy, freeze (Uh-uh)
Pussy, put your hands up
Please, I need money in the bag, run my bands, I need cheese
I can't swerve a dollar for a scholar or a skeez
You ain't pickin' up my pockets, you know these is runnin' deep
Pussy, put your hands up