Where we at?
Bo Jackson
Having more mayo than the rest of the pushers
Chopped it up with the plug, my niggas really plug
Stepped on that top and did the jitterbug
Still get it for the love, all X and O
But ain't no kiss and hugs, my niggas really thug
Pop out yo' bushes with that stinker bug
We really rich from drugs
Pop out the cut, I might fuck up the club
Extension on the sub, pour that chop out
I might cut up a rug, we get the shit in blood
Pull my knot out, got this shit out the mud
Got niggas in the thumb finna cop out to no less than a dub
240 months, new Givenchys, I only wore 'em once
Every bando mac down, one-up
We the reason why they boarded up
Dance home back to 6 and La Sale
Burnt the turnpike and tore it up
Went down half a Ticketmaster
Came home back a quarter up
I don't know too many niggas on the East side
That be caking more than us
Four bricks on consignment
Off my face card, that's a royal flush
Bully Boys, we the Medellin
Gang time, you know it's only us
If you really Big Creature Gang
227 throw your Sig Sauers up
Bully Boys, we the Medellin
Gang time, you know it's only us
If you really Big Creature Gang
227 throw your Sig Sauers up
If you really Big Creature Gang
227 throw your Sig Sauers up
Hellblock to the sunny side
I done ran a hundred up a hundred times
All that stutter-steppin', got my mother stressin'
Weigh it up, press it, then we front it out
Had to take matters in my own hands
With the cake batter like it's Duncan Hines
Come up on the exit, make another left
Breaking down the package at the other house
Hydraulic Flojak in the blender
Stacking all winter till the summertime
Catching all the pops and the big spenders
Four hundred cash, I can thumb it out
Jumping on the road over twenty years
And a nigga still get the butterflies
Came a long way from them park days
Vans pulling up, narcs jumping out
Really thugged it out with my brother Five
On that gang shit, we don't shuck and jive
Came up in the Bronx off of 6 Mile
Selling dope by my grandmother's house
Turned a split, popped a 126
Out the biggie fry I was cutting 9s
Cutting up blow with the cutthroats
It's either cut me in, either cut it out
Blood walking in these Christians
With all these blues on me got me color-blind
Name keep popping up on the meds
Feds want to know what all the fuss about
Bite another bean, sold another jar
For my brother Park, poured another line
Sky-Dwelling on the sky walk
New Prada jacket off the thundercloud
Bully Boys, we the Medellin
Gang time, you know it's only us
If you really Big Creature Gang
227 throw your Sig Sauers up
If you really Big Creature Gang
227 throw your Sig Sauers up
