Lyrics
(Ayy, Honcho got the sauce)
I'ma get it, that's by any means
Lettin' people go that ain't do shit for me
I can't wait to see my enemies
All these hundreds, fifties, twenties, I can't stuff 'em in the jeans
My bitch so fuckin' spoiled, she got every purse
Told her this shit for the moment, I can't marry her
10, 20, 30, bro off every Perc'
Told an oppy I'm gon' kill him, I meant every word
Huh, like I can't wait to see you
Mermaid Man in that water, I could see the evil
Hope you don't think I need you
Only 40 rockin' out, we like the fuckin' Beatles
Ain't no talkin' to them peoples
All that hidin', it's not right 'cause you know I'ma seek you
I'm on the coast flyer than the Seagulls
ADBs, Mortons Flemons, what you want to eat, boo?
They tried to play me but I know the game
She say this dick I give her make her go insane
Baby, my life gravy, bitches wanna train
They say I'm changin', really, I'm just on my change
Militia full of pits, we threw it on the chain
Back when I was Stan, weda ain't on my name
The booth is like my Novocaine
I'm lookin' back at all this shit I overcame
I just wanna put my gang on
She just wanna put my chain on
Standing in that storm until that rain gone
'Cause they say a pot of gold be by the rainbows
Me and all my brothers got the same goals
Cuddy act just like an angel, but he good 'bout halos
Dog Shit Militia
