Charged Up

Don't let me charge up Two quid for this something make you park up Hands tied eyes open looking star struck All that wassa in your speech you aint a hard nut Ill send a soldier like a barber get you mark up Hard luck Man I'm lying I aint ever buss gun before I aint ever sold tons of raw I aint ever had to boot off and leave a Open door The mandem took the crop and more Eat green like herbivore Its murder or Attempted Mind who you step with Probably got a demon sitting chilling in your friends list Mental Get the Pyrex the baking soda is essential Make a bar stretch I turn this Yola into petrol Send it in a cab or put a nitty in a rental Putting gold caps in the whopper with no cheese I blow trees Went from closed V's to home V's from Oz's Whole keys I sent OT man its no sleep Man its not sleep we grow weed Nigga its evident Got the Presi on im the President And its bare food we selling it You aint my blood type or relative Food coming shit like a sedative You niggas irrelevant Don't let me get the Benz clean up Kick stand away the ten make a boy lean up Shawty in the car nasty Told her put her feet up I don't even need her If she hold this beater I probably never leave her She my Mona Lisa Let me go deeper I got street clientele Really from the block like Avon and Stringer Bell I could push a square or send off Cali through the mail Pushing on a button send a Pagan straight to hell That's the type of shit that had my nigga in the jail