(Verse 1)
Hair is nappy, knotty
F**k karate, I got my a shotty
Jumping in the door, kamikaze
Origami if the neighbors saw me
But I’m on four, oh no
That’s how the young boy’s ass got smoked
But they got jacked like MK4
Sub-zero, put a ni**a I’m so iced out
This the price I gotta pay because I wanna be iced out
Have them looking at my face as they telling me lights out
Sleep is the cousin of death
211’s broad day, I had to live a life of crime
(Chorus)
Get the product then we out the door
Mama I’ve been twisting weed
And now it’s time to lock the fro, blowing dro
Call me knotty head cause I don’t give a f**k
I was raised off the projects, know this life ain’t meant for us
Bi**h I can’t be touched
Get the product then we out the door
Mama I’ve been twisting weed
And now it’s time to lock the fro, let it go
Call me knotty head and if I ever go
Tell my mama that I love her cause tomorrow never sure
I would never know
(Bridge)
Told her…a lick
I’ma tote that stick until they send me to the pen
This the way it is, I gotta get it how I live
Knotty headed ni**as
Told her…a lick
I’ma tote that stick until they send me to the pen
This the way it is, I gotta get it how I live
Knotty headed ni**as
(Verse 2)
Hair is nappy, knotty, pack a pistol when I’m in the party
Life is melancholy, selling flour when they think it’s molly
Bi**hes be giving me sloppy
My pockets on Andy Milonakis
Bumping Speaker Knockerz
Rico’s Story when I see the coppers
Gem golds in my mouth, my dreads looking like a palm-tree
Plus you know when the ni**as get toting, that’s why they f**k with me
Opposition we made obsolete when aiming at targeted
Monday to Sunday, all of you ni**as, we slanging like Pistol Pete, peace
(Verse 3 – Rick Ross)
Found another body in the lake
Same day a new tattoo on his face
Obituary on his momma five place
Baby momma…another s**ker on the blind date
Shots fired every night, I’m tryna mind mine
Cigars on the sideline
Pu**y you can see it on the timeline
Hating on his dawgs, I’m tryna find mine
When I get lit up, I get Von Miller
Rich ni**as, if you real then you can run with us
Educated, reading books I’m talking Art Of War
Whipping yo, the yayo, residual on the marble floors
I wanna see my ni**as with the fliest cloth
Came to put my CD on…I’m right or wrong
Pulling in on, talking to richest cause
And I’m thanking of my dawgs, as I’m living raw
Jehovah’s witness, swear to God
I done seen it all
Picking up the pistols every time the dogs bark
You pointing fingers, but them choppers cutting arms off
DCC, see we came to warn y’all
Motherf**ker, right we came to warn y’all
Motherf**ker, right we came to warn y’all
(Outro – Rick Ross)
Denzel, what’s up
Double M
It’s futuristic
